The Wrong Woman

Daniel stopped in his tracks and looked at Ryan, asking, "So, should I have forced her to choose between her mother and me?"

Ryan was at a loss for words. Making his ex-girlfriend choose while he couldn't give up his job did seem selfish. He suddenly understood Daniel's decision. "Do you love her that much? Even more than your job?" he asked.

"Yeah."

"Is there no other way?"

"No."

"It's been a year. Are you sure she still likes you?"

Hearing Ryan's question, Daniel's expression darkened, uncertainty clouding his eyes.

Reading Daniel's thoughts from his expression, Ryan exclaimed, "You never discussed this with her, did you? Do you think quitting your job will fix everything?" "Not yet. I want to get her mother's approval first."

patted his shoulder. "Don't be naive. After a year apart, she might not feel the same. Women nowadays are practical, and they can't stand loneliness. She's probably

at the wedding. She no longer seemed like the shy, lively girl he remembered from a year

Daniel's stunned expression and patted his shoulder reassuringly. "Don't rush into

Sienna. He passed an old bakery and remembered how much she loved their handmade pastries. He stopped his car and bought

he walked in with the bag, his eyes scanning the living room before glancing upstairs

dinner time, and the family was chatting in the living room while waiting for

remarked calmly, "Stop

paused. "Left? Where did

sighed. "She thanked us and said she didn't want to be a burden. She said some pleasantries

into Sienna's room. It was spotless, with

throb in his heart and a

tried calling Sienna, but the call go through. After their breakup had blocked all contact