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."

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

his heart tightening painfully. He recalled seeing Sienna and Dominic 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,

Daniel's stunned expression and patted his shoulder

of thoughts, all centered on Sienna. He passed an old bakery and remembered

he walked in with the bag, his eyes scanning the

the family was chatting in the living room while waiting for everyone's return for the meal.

calmly, "Stop

Where did

be a

upstairs, bursting into Sienna's room. It was spotless, with no trace

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

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