The Wrong Woman

The ambiguity in the air grew thicker.

Sienna's lips throbbed, swollen from Daniel's kisses. His hands tugged at the neckline of her dress, his lips trailing down, devouring her with fervent, unrelenting passion.

Though Sienna yearned to break free, her body, weakened and trembling from his touch, betrayed her. She lacked the strength to push him away.

Unable to push away Daniel's strong frame, the thought of his indifference and lack of love for her, yet still treating her this way, stung deeply and pierced Sienna's heart like needles. Her breath hitched, her voice breaking with a sob. "Please, let me go!"

Daniel paused and buried his face in her shoulder. He panted, his breath hot and ragged against her neck.

At that moment, a voice filled with sorrow broke through the air. "I'm sorry."

As he regained his senses, he realized how harshly and irrationally he behaved, which shocked him. Because of Sienna, he had lost control.

His simple apology broke Sienna's resolve, and tears streamed down her face.

"I'm sorry, Sienna," Daniel murmured again, his voice heavy with regret. He stepped back, giving her space.

him to stumble back a few steps. Without waiting for an explanation, she ran toward the inn with tears blurring her

year had passed, and he still couldn't let go.

...

Mila and Jasper on

he was insane, persistently trying to talk him out of it and returning his resignation letter

fathom why Daniel, of all people, would be resigning. He found Daniel and angrily demanded, "What's wrong

"No," came Daniel's answer.

"Then why?"

to do

lost your mind?" Ryan couldn't believe him. "You've been chasing a major case for years. That drug lord who almost killed you is still out there. Could you really walk

cases, categorizing and summarizing them for an easy handover. "From now on, it'll be your job

colleague for over a decade, knew his passion and sense of honor. He couldn't understand why Daniel would give it up. Handing

and said, "If you don't explain, you won't get to resign don't care

past working hours. He pulled out his phone and car

asking, "If your mother-in-law made you choose between your job and your wife, what would