The Wrong Woman

Sienna remembered how Daniel had delicately wiped her body clean with a warm towel.NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

As she drifted toward sleep, she felt a warm chest against her back. An arm was wrapped around her, enveloping her in an embrace.

A soft breath brushed against her ear as Daniel murmured, "Sisi, we should go to the hospital. You seem to be injured."

Barely awake, Sienna offered no response, simply shaking her head in refusal.

A wave of concern washed over Daniel as he struggled to understand how Sienna ended up injured despite his efforts to be gentle and restrained.

Having taken a forensic pathology course at university, he had some understanding of assessing the severity of injuries based on bleeding.

It appeared that Sienna may have sustained a minor tear.

"Sisi..." Daniel whispered, his heart heavy with both tenderness and guilt. He pressed a kiss onto Sienna's shoulder, drawing her closer.

"I just want to rest," Sienna murmured, feeling a quiet strength within herself despite her emotional turmoil. Even though she was uncomfortable, she softly reassured, "I'll be fine."

The idea of going to the hospital because of a sex-related injury was not what she had in mind.

Indeed, Sienna's pride wouldn't allow her to face such embarrassment. She refused to admit that she needed medical help for such matters.

Having never been intimate with anyone else, she had no frame of reference for what was normal.

Nonetheless, Daniel's strength was undeniably intimidating, leaving her trembling with lingering apprehension.

As evening fell, Sienna remained asleep.

When she finally woke, Daniel was nowhere to be found in the room.

Getting up from the bed, Sienna dressed herself and made her way to the bathroom, her legs feeling sore and weak. She now fully understood the aftermath of losing her virginity—a discomforting swelling.

Though the pain had subsided, a lingering ache persisted.

After soaking in a hot bath, Sienna changed the bedsheets and covers.

With the bedding in her arms, she exited the bedroom and made her way to the laundry room.

Spotting Sienna with the sheets, Camille hurried over to offer her assistance. "Madam, let me lend you a hand."

"It's alright, I... I can manage on my own," Sienna insisted, not wanting anyone to see the bloodstains on the sheets. "Please, Madam, allow me. It's already 7:00 pm; you should have your dinner," Camille urged.

"No, really, it's fine," Sienna refused, her tone resolute.

Seeing her determination, Camille eventually relented.

Once inside the locked laundry room, Sienna began to hand wash the sheets carefully.

She meticulously scrubbed away the bloodstains until they were completely gone before placing them in the washing machine for a thorough clean.

At 7:30 pm, Sienna emerged from the laundry room to find Gloria already setting the dining table.

Taking her seat, Sienna patiently awaited Daniel's arrival.

Meanwhile, Camille ventured to the study and knocked on the door.

Soon after, Daniel emerged, strolling over at a leisurely pace.

As Sienna Spotted him approaching, her heart raced uncontrollably, cheeks flushing crimson. She bashfully lowered her head, u to meet his eyes.

Daniel's gaze was intense, his demeanor

her. He pulled out a chair and sat

gentle as he looked at et

down, speaking softly, "Sisi, are you

feeling any better?"

Sienna's cheeks warmed as she picked up her utensils to serve herself some food. "I'm fine," she replied.

"Are you still upset with me?"

Daniel was eager to explain that even the most composed person would struggle to stop abruptly during intimacy.

Sienna kept her head down, murmuring as she ate her grilled potatoes, "I'm not angry. Let's just eat and not discuss this now."

It felt too awkward!

Besides, discussing such topics during dinner didn't seem appropriate.

Noticing Sienna eating plain potatoes, Daniel served her some steak and salad.

In that instant, memories of Ryan's earlier words surged through Sienna's mind.

Considering it was mealtime, it seemed like an opportune moment to discuss work-related matters Sienna gradually composed herself before raising her eyes to meet his.

"Daniel, have you been thinking about leaving your job?" she asked.

Upon hearing this, Daniel was momentarily taken aback and met Sienna's gaze.

As their eyes locked, memories from last night flooded Sienna's mind, causing her cheeks to turn red involuntarily.

Savoring the last bite of his food, Daniel cleared his throat before speaking in a deep, serious tone. "Did Ryan mention this to you?" Sienna nodded in response. "Yes."