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."

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

laughing and flirting at the wedding. She no longer seemed like the shy, lively girl he remembered from a year ago. She didn't seem to love him much back then, let

patted his shoulder reassuringly. "Don't rush into

an old bakery and remembered how much she loved their handmade pastries. He stopped

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

while waiting for everyone's return for the meal. After greeting them,

calmly, "Stop looking. Sienna

"Left? Where did she

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

set down the pastries and dashed upstairs, bursting into Sienna's room. It was spotless, with no trace of

his heart and a spasm in his stomach.

pulled out his phone and tried calling Sienna, but the call go