The Wrong Woman

Sienna nodded and hummed in response.

"I'm not getting any younger, too, and I still haven't found the right woman to marry. Why don't we just settle and get married?" Daniel's hands sweated nervously as he spoke.

Sienna's expression shifted suddenly.

Not getting any younger? Settle?

Without a word, she grabbed her bag, stood up, and started walking away.

Daniel quickly caught up with Sienna and grabbed her arm, pulling her back. Urgency laced his words as he spoke, "Sienna, we're both adults now.

"We've moved beyond the awkward and shy stages of young love. Isn't blind dating and marriage all about assessing a person's compatibility?"

Sienna managed a bitter smile, sadness evident in her eyes. Each word she uttered was laden with emphasis, "Mr. Morrison, I wasn't up to your standards before, and now I'm even less deserving of you." "I didn't mean any of those things I said when we broke up. They were all insincere," Daniel explained anxiously, gripping Sienna's arm with his other hand.

no amount of explanation will be enough. Why don't we

up in Sienna's eyes, her heart heavy with pain. "What are

other for so long, inside and out. I can offer you a home, a comfortable life, someone to lean on, sparing you from further hardships and toiling again. What's not to like?" Sienna couldn't contain her tears any longer. They flowed freely

eager to accept his proposal if

spoke, her tone dripping with sarcasm and

is it possible that a man like you hasn't found a wife yet? Isn't Vivian still waiting for you? All those heiresses and socialites, they're all vying

didn't hate him. In fact, she

simply felt inadequate because of her modest background and family circumstances, believing it was only natural

hate me, why not just marry me? You can drain my finances and treat me horribly after we're wed. You

fallen for you deeply, leave me without a second thought. Just take revenge on

at the cruel scheme he proposed. After pushing his hands away, she wiped her tears. "Daniel,