The Wrong Woman

Sienna found herself pulled forcefully into Daniel's home. With the click of the door, panic surged within her.

Uncertain of what an enraged man might do, she struggled against his grip, desperate to break free. Yet, as a delicate woman, she couldn't match Daniel's strength. He dragged her into the living room, depositing her onto the couch.

Tension gripped her as she cast anxious glances at Daniel, fearing he might rush over in a fit of rage. But instead of erupting, Daniel settled beside her. His demeanor was subdued as he bowed his head, hands cradling his forehead in evident distress.

Silence enveloped them in the bright living room, broken only by the soft rhythm of their breaths.

Outside the window, darkness cloaked the world. The atmosphere inside grew heavy as they sat in quiet contemplation.

Sienna thought that perhaps Daniel was just angry and wanted a reason to spend some time alone with her. He wasn't directing his frustrations at her.

"Daniel, didn't we agree not to get involved with each other anymore?" Sienna's voice, timid yet resolute, pierced the silence.

Daniel sighed, his face covered by his hands. A palpable sense of sorrow emanated from him, reflecting his inner turmoil.

Leaning back against the couch, Daniel turned to Sienna, his eyes betraying a melancholic undertone. "Sienna, I promised to break up with you, but I've never given up. I've been trying, trying to win your heart and earn your family's approval."

Sienna's head hung low, her words laden with sorrow. "That's no longer necessary."

Daniel's tone turned serious. "There's been no conflict, no arguments, and no third parties between us. So why the sudden breakup? Is it because of your mother?"

Silence hung heavy as Sienna's fingers intertwined, nails biting into her skin.

"Answer me, Sienna." Daniel reached out his hand to hold hers, yet he stopped short when he drew closer. He knew he no longer had that right.

Though he longed to see her every day, to hold her, and to kiss her, Daniel couldn't justify his desires. He could only stand in a corner, silently watching her from afar.

Their breakup felt like a dull blade. Although it didn't deliver a fatal blow, it scraped at his heart each day, inflicting pain and torment.

"I can tell Mrs. Lawson likes me. Is it my career that she dislikes?" Daniel asked, seeking clarity.

Sienna's discomfort grew as she lowered her head even more.

"I could change jobs..."

As Daniel's words fell, Sienna grew panicky. She lifted her head, and her tear-filled eyes met his.

"Don't." Sienna's plea was urgent as she feared Daniel's irrational actions. "Don't quit your job. It's not because of my mother or your career. It's just that don't have feelings foryou. I don't love you. Please, don't resign."

Daniel froze, his heart clenched as he looked into Sienna's teary eyes. They were so fervent, yet she spoke such hurtful words.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

He wouldn't abandon his career, but

he could step back from the frontline and take on a higher position, reducing the risk of the job. If it weren't for Sienna, he would probably be serving as the police chief in Phoenicia by now.

Daniel asked sternly, word by word, "Tell me the truth."

Sienna dared not meet his gaze. Her head bowed in sorrow as tears streamed down her cheeks. "I am telling the truth."

She couldn't bear the thought of Daniel sacrificing for her as she didn't believe she was worth it.

Daniel had faced death before in the

line of duty. He even endured the most painful tortures and barely survived. Even so, he returned to his job without hesitation after recovery.

Wealth wasn't of his concern. Yet, his dedication to duty was unwavering, even at the cost of his life. It signified his passion for his career.