The Wrong Woman

After dinner, Sienna felt tipsy, so she lay on the sofa to rest.

Daniel gently carried her up from the sofa. After saying goodbye to the Morrisons, they left the villa.

It was quite cool in the garden. The warm street lights illuminated the winding paths, making the night scene exceptionally beautiful. The woman in Daniel's arms was very well-behaved.

"It turns out you can't drink, so don't drink next time," Daniel murmured.

Snuggling into his embrace, Sienna said with a soft and lazy voice, "I can drink. I'm not drunk. I'm just a little dizzy and I want to sleep."

Daniel couldn't help but smile. He said indulgently, "Okay, you can drink."

"Daniel," Sienna murmured. With her eyes closed, she asked with a hoarse voice, "Am I really that bad?"

"You're not bad at all."

"I don't deserve you, right?"

his tracks to look at

grievance. As if she was about to cry, she mumbled, "I don't deserve you, so why did you marry me? Weren't you supposed to marry someone from the same background? Why did you marry

heart ached as he

Sienna," he apologized softly. He realized that the words he

once an optimistic and cheerful girl, but her optimistic nature was altered by family turmoil and emotional wounds left by a painful breakup. These experiences had left her feeling deeply insecure

was all

continued the walk home. Once they arrived, Daniel carried Sienna to

touched the bed, she fell into a deep sleep, lying

When he came out, Sienna

Daniel called out. He rushed to the bathroom and pushed the door

toilet. She tried to

a clean towel, held her body, and gently patted her back. Sienna felt very sick but still couldn't throw

her warm water to rinse her mouth, then wiped her face with a towel. Touching her forehead, he asked softly, "Do you want to take a hot bath?

After that, she closed her eyes again and started

up, so he thought a hot bath might make her feel