She was destined for a life-or-death struggle with Frederick Stewart and his wife, Sabrina.
"Sienna, where are you going?" Frederick blocked her way. Sienna Johnson stepped back to maintain her distance.
"What are you trying to do?" Sienna asked defensively.
"Are you really planning to marry that poor boy?"
Frederick had a look of abandonment on his face. What was he up to?
"Mr. Stewart, I don't think this is any of your business?"
"What are you thinking? There are so many good men out there. Why choose such an unpresentable one?"
Sienna furrowed her eyebrows. She ignored Frederick and walked around him. She had nothing to say to this man.
But Frederick blatantly grabbed her hand. "Do you still hate me? Hate how I treated you? These past few years, I've been miserable too, Sienna. If I say I regret it, would you believe me?"
"Let go!"
"… It was Sabrina Johnson who misled me. I made a mistake because I wasn't thinking straight. Can you forgive me, Sienna?"
