The Wrong Woman

Florence felt even more guilty. "Daniel, please take Sienna to the hospital later."

Sienna frowned and looked at Daniel. "It's not as serious as you're making it out to be."

She then gently reassured Florence, "Madam Florence, I'm really fine. It'll get better after I cool it under running water."

Florence was overwhelmed with guilt. She left the kitchen and asked a maid to clean up the sugar mixture on the floor. Standing before the faucet, Sienna could feel her back almost pressed against Daniel's chest. Her breathing grew a bit erratic.

Daniel's warm hand held her wrist, sending an electric sensation through her skin and spreading through her whole body, making her legs feel weak.

"I can do it myself. Can you let go of me?" Sienna muttered quietly.

Daniel's heart pounded. The refreshing fragrance of her hair made his mind wander, and he couldn't stay calm.

He slowly released Sienna's wrist and advised, "Cool it under running water for another ten minutes. I'll take you to the hospital afterward."

really fine. I get burns like this often. It's not serious enough for a

ache even more. He went to the living room to fetch burn ointment from the first

off the faucet. As soon as

Sienna resisted his

gently drying her hand, he held her wrist and led her to a chair by the

gently and cautiously applied

from the side couldn't

free. Looking at Daniel's handsome, manly face, she felt a strange flutter in her heart. Her heart thumped wildly, like a rabbit was trapped inside her

was gentle, his eyes filled with tenderness and worried concern. He was more anxious

"Stop what you were doing. Let the maids handle it. You need to apply the ointment several times on the burned

and murmured, "I want to learn how to