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."

and 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 dated a few people and moved

flirting at the wedding. She no longer seemed like the shy, lively girl he remembered from a year ago. She didn't seem

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

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

the bag, his eyes scanning

the living room while waiting for everyone's return for the meal. After greeting them, Daniel continued

calmly, "Stop

paused. "Left? Where did she

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

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

clenched his fists, feeling a painful throb in his heart and a spasm in his

the call go through. After their breakup had blocked all contact