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."

"It's 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

pain subside and turned off the faucet. As soon

myself." Sienna resisted his touch and

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

and cautiously applied the ointment

maid who watched from the side couldn't hide her pleased

pull her hand 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

his eyes filled with tenderness and worried concern.

instructed, "Stop what you were

hand, and murmured, "I want to learn how to