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."

After a year apart, she might not feel the same. Women nowadays are practical, and they

painfully. He recalled seeing Sienna and Dominic laughing and flirting at the wedding. She no longer seemed like the shy, lively girl

saw Daniel's stunned expression and patted his shoulder reassuringly. "Don't rush into

old bakery and remembered how much she

bag, his eyes scanning the living room before glancing upstairs

the family was chatting in the living room while waiting for everyone's return for the meal. After greeting them, Daniel continued

"Stop

paused. "Left? Where

us and said she didn't want to be a burden. She said some pleasantries but didn't tell us

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

clenched his fists, feeling a painful throb in his heart and a spasm in

out his

Sienna, but

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