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."

not feel the same. Women nowadays are practical, and they can't stand loneliness. She's probably dated a few people and moved on

flirting at the wedding. She no longer seemed like

shoulder reassuringly.

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

Morrison Residence, he walked in with the bag, his eyes scanning the living room before glancing upstairs toward Sienna's

in the living room while waiting for everyone's return for the meal. After greeting

calmly, "Stop

Where

and said she didn't want to be a burden. She

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

his heart and a spasm in his stomach. It was

calling Sienna, but the call go through. After their breakup