The Wrong Woman

Sienna shook her head again. "No, thanks."

Even though her tone was soft, she seemed distant.

Daniel was the one who ended their relationship, so he had even less reason to talk to her.

Despite knowing he shouldn't and knowing it wouldn't lead anywhere, he couldn't help but desperately want to be near her and be kind to her.

Sensing the tension, Sienna changed the subject. "Where are your parents?"

"They took some of their grandkids to classes," Daniel answered promptly.

"Oh." Sienna smiled and politely nodded goodbye. "Then, I'll be off."

With that, she turned and left.

Daniel paced around the living room, feeling restless. Unable to resist, he hurried out of the house and caught up with Sienna.

when Daniel grabbed her arm and turned her toward

at Daniel in confusion. When she realized it was him, a wave of anxiety washed over her, and she asked,

stomach," Daniel said with a

if I feel hungry,"

some fresh

off in a year, and

he had worked tirelessly without taking any breaks. Keeping himself occupied with work was a way to avoid thinking about Sienna and avoiding heartache and sadness. Daniel could stifle his love for Sienna, coldly distance himself, avoiding thoughts of her or any updates about her. But he couldn't help but feel drawn to her when she was close. The turmoil in his heart intensified with

chest, like she couldn't breathe, and an overwhelming sense of discomfort washed over her. Despite wanting to be angry, she found herself unable to. She shook her head weakly and

that, she turned away, quickening her pace as she

pursued her relentlessly. He grabbed her arm

couldn't hold back any longer. She turned abruptly and shook off Daniel's hand. Her heart ached intensely, and her

said, "Daniel, please stop. We've broken up. Don't call me 'Sisi,' and