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."

Women nowadays are practical,

and flirting at the wedding. She no longer seemed

shoulder reassuringly. "Don't rush

home, Daniel's mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, all centered on Sienna. He passed an old bakery and remembered how much she loved their handmade pastries.

Morrison Residence, he walked in with the bag, his eyes scanning the living room before

chatting in the living room while waiting for everyone's return for

calmly, "Stop

"Left? Where did

said she didn't want to be a burden. She said some pleasantries but didn't tell

dashed upstairs, bursting into Sienna's room. It was

clenched his fists, feeling a painful throb in his heart and a spasm in his stomach. It was hard

pulled out his phone and tried calling Sienna, but the call go through. After their breakup had blocked