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."

helplessly, "It's really fine. I get burns like this often. It's not serious enough

Daniel's heart ache even more. He went to the living room to fetch

and turned off the faucet. As soon as she turned, Daniel

Sienna resisted

gently drying her hand, he held her wrist and led her to a chair by the kitchen island. He unscrewed the burn ointment and

Sienna's soft, fair hand, he gently and cautiously applied

who watched from the side couldn't hide her

face, she felt a strange flutter in her

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

lid back on and softly instructed, "Stop what you were doing. Let the maids handle it.

murmured, "I want to learn how to make lemon meringue