Mr. CEO, Your Contract Wife Is Gone!

The morning sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Blackwell mansion's dining room.Normally, seven o'clock in the morning was when Sienna would be busy in the kitchen, making sure Damian's favorite black coffee was brewed at the perfect temperature and his tie had already been laid out on the chair near the door.But this morning, the dining room was silent.Damian came downstairs with his usual steady stride. The cuffs of his dress shirt were already fastened, yet something felt off around his neck.His tie was missing.His eyes immediately fell on the dining table.There was only a plate of toast and a steaming cup of coffee, but the room felt empty. Sienna was nowhere to be seen, and no gentle smile greeted him as usual.Damian pulled out a chair roughly, the scraping sound breaking the silence.He turned to the head housekeeper, who was arranging the pantry counter."Where's Sienna?" Damian asked, his voice cold and firm.The head housekeeper bowed nervousl

Sienna looked at Damian, who stood in the doorway, his breathing slightly uneven.Tension immediately filled the small room.Sienna made no attempt to hide the documents on the desk or the cardboard box beneath it.She gently set the book she was holding aside before standing upright to face her husband."This isn't happening behind your back, Damian," Sienna said, her voice calm and steady. "Tomorrow is the last day of our contract. I'm simply preparing for what we both agreed to in writing a year ago."Damian stepped forward, closing the distance between them until he could clearly see the traces of exhaustion on Sienna's face, along with the unwavering determination in her eyes."Our agreement was to part on good terms after each of us achieved our respective goals," Damian said, his voice low and sharp. "But the way you've behaved these past few days makes it seem as though I'm the villain here. You've withdrawn from this house, ignored my family, and now you've prepared these doc

Sienna arrived at the house her mother had left behind.Her eyes filled with emotion. After enduring a suffocating one-year contract marriage, Sienna was finally free.She walked toward the front door of the old house and unlocked it with the key in her hand.The scent of dust and aged wood greeted her as the wooden door slowly swung open.Sienna stepped inside, placing her old suitcase and small cardboard box on the thick layer of dust covering the living room floor.She stood silently in the middle of the room, taking in her surroundings.A thin layer of dust covered the furniture that had been hidden beneath white sheets for years.Sienna took a deep breath, absorbing the damp scent of the air that felt so honest and familiar."I'm home, Mom," Sienna whispered, her voice hoarse.A bittersweet smile spread across her face.From this moment on, she would live here alone.Without pressure.Without chains binding her to a life of pretense.Sienna rolled up the sleeves of her white shir

Joanna flinched at Damian's outburst.He had always been a cold man, but he rarely raised his voice like this when Sienna was home."Y-Yes, sir. I'll make it right away," Joanna replied with a trembling voice before hurrying back to the kitchen.Damian let out a frustrated snort.He roughly unbuttoned his suit jacket, and the moment he took it off, he tossed it onto one of the dining chairs.He slowly walked around the living room, his eyes scanning every corner of the house.The towering walls.The paintings worth hundreds of millions.The gleaming marble floors.Everything remained exactly the same.Nothing had changed physically.Yet an unmistakable emptiness lingered in every corner he passed.Damian made his way to the small study overlooking the back garden—the room where Sienna used to spend her time reading books or reviewing project analysis reports.The door was slightly open.Damian pushed it open gently.The room was spotless.The stacks of supporting documents were gone.

Sienna leaned back against the sofa, looking at Naomi with calm confidence in her eyes."We never needed someone who uses their help as a way to control us, Naomi," Sienna said firmly, yet reassuringly.Naomi froze. "What do you mean?""I've already set aside enough personal savings from my mother's inheritance to cover the foundation's operating expenses for the next two months," Sienna explained calmly. "And starting next week, I'm going back to work. I've already submitted applications for several job openings."Naomi's eyes widened. "You're going back to work? You haven't worked outside the house for an entire year. Can you really do it?""Yes, I can," Sienna answered confidently, her smile filled with determination. "I have a degree in Business Management that has been left unused for far too long. Now it's time to use it for myself and for our foundation. We can stand on our own, Naomi. Without the Blackwell family's support, and without relying on anyone else."Naomi stared at