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?"

Daniel stopped in his tracks to look at her.

In his arms, she murmured in her sleep; her tone was one of 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 me?"

Daniel's heart ached as he felt suffocated.

"I'm sorry, Sienna," he apologized softly. He realized that the words he had said had deeply hurt her.

Sienna was 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 and profoundly depressed.

It was all his fault!

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

He carefully placed Sienna on the large bed. As soon as she touched the bed, she fell into a deep sleep, lying on her side.

Daniel put the gifts into the jewelry cabinet in the walk-in closet. When he came out, Sienna was no longer on the bed. He nervously searched around.

"Sisi," Daniel called out. He rushed to the bathroom and pushed the door open.

He saw Sienna leaning over the toilet. She tried to vomit but couldn't.

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

Daniel brought 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? It might make you feel better."

Sienna looked around with dazed eyes. After that, she closed her eyes again and started to unbutton her clothes. She said, "I want a bath."

Daniel knew she couldn't throw up, so he thought a hot bath might make her feel better.

He filled the bathtub with warm water. Then he tied Sienna's hair into a small bun and helped her undress.

There was a very thick steam in the

spacious bathroom. As the warm

light cast a glow on her fair and delicate skin, Daniel felt his breathing become irregular. Blis heart suddenly raced like crazy.

Although she was his wife, this was the first time he saw Sienna's body. She had an hourglass figure with fair and delicate skin. His desire was igniting as he looked at her. Daniel knew Sienna wasn't fully conscious. Otherwise, she wouldn't have let him help her bathe.

After gently placing her in the bathtub, he let her lie comfortably His clothes got wet, but he didn't dare to join her in the bath because he feared that he couldn't control himself.

Taking advantage of her in this state was neither the act of a man nor the way of a gentleman. Even as a husband, he had to respect her feelings.

The next morning, sunlight filtered through the tree branches into the window, casting dappled shadows and illuminating the entire room.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Sienna had a dream of Daniel touching her body, so she felt very shy and embarrassed.

As she slowly woke up, she realized she was hugging a warm body.