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.

be enough. Why don't we be practical and let time show us

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

inside and out. I can offer you a home, a comfortable life, someone to lean on, sparing you from further hardships and toiling

his proposal if this happened a year ago. But now, she

streaked down Sienna's face as she spoke, her tone

waiting for you? All those heiresses and socialites, they're all vying

In fact, she never harbored any resentment toward

natural for him to leave her But faced with his question,

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

second thought. Just take revenge on me like this, okay?"

pushing his hands away, she wiped her tears.