The Wrong Woman

Back then, Camille couldn't understand why such a big house had only her and Gloria.

Now, they understood that Daniel and Sienna were newlyweds. They didn't like having too many people around to disturb them.

Sienna never sat properly on the couch.

Instead, she loved to sit on Daniel's lap. She used his solid chest as a cushion, snuggling in his arms so that they could whisper to each other all the time.

Sienna enjoyed gardening. Whenever Daniel had free time, he would join her in tending to it.

In the evening, when the sun began to set, it was the best time for planting flowers and vegetables.

Sienna noticed an empty patch in the garden surrounded by the flora. She thought the empty patch was perfect for planting vegetables or fruits, so she bought organic fertilizer and seeds.

After discussing with Daniel, they planted several varieties of tomatoes and cherry tomatoes.

Sienna was delighted that Daniel was willing to do such mundane tasks with her.

She said, "Honey, when there's fruit, I'll handpick the first one for you."

"Then I hope the cherry tomatoes ripen first," Daniel said as he removed his gloves happily.

"Don't you like tomatoes?" Sienna asked curiously when she was watering the plants.

"I'm afraid they're too sour."

replied. After thinking it over, she added, "Actually, they

saying a word. He just stared at

her cheeks and asked, "Is there

his head, and his gaze

said, "Don't look at me like

sunset shone on Sienna,

that moment, Daniel indulged in

be angry. She sprayed the water on Daniel with

splashed onto Daniel. Although he managed to dodge, he still got a

spray me..." Daniel said, avoiding the water spray and trying to take the hose

him approach, Sienna quickly stepped back and sprayed the water

were completely soaked.

kept dodging

her, Daniel

lifted

happily,

fne

Struggling to break free

embrace, she

sorry. It's my fault..."

Daniel carried her up,

noise and came out to check what was going on. When she saw the couple playing around, she couldn't help but feel

Camille, he politely instructed,