Todos los capítulos de Mr. CEO, Your Contract Wife Is Gone!: Capítulo 131 - Capítulo 140

Sometime later, at Damian's residence.The bedroom door opened quietly.Joana stepped inside holding a tray with a glass of warm water, her footsteps cautious so as not to startle Sienna, who was still sitting at the edge of the bed with an anxious expression."Ma'am," Joana greeted softly, setting the tray down on the small bedside table. "I brought some warm water for you."Sienna looked up, offering a faint smile even though her eyes were still heavy with exhaustion. "Thank you, Joana."Joana gave a gentle nod, lingering by the bed as she looked at Sienna with deep concern. "Is there anything else you need, Ma'am? Are you hungry? I can prepare something for you."Sienna shook her head softly. "No, I'm fine. Thank you."Joana nodded quietly."In that case, please get some rest, Ma'am. I'll be downstairs if you need anything. I'll take my leave now," Joana said, bowing politely before stepping out of the room.Sienna watched Joana leave, then reached for the glass of warm water, taki

"It's not just Julian," Sienna said quickly, slightly startled by Damian's guess. "This also involves you, your company, and even the kids at the orphanage. If this news is allowed to keep spreading, everyone associated with me will be dragged into it."Damian observed Sienna's face for a moment, his jaw tightening slightly at the sound of Julian's name being mentioned before anyone else's. Slowly, however, his tense expression softened."Everything will be fine," Damian finally said, his voice calm, "as long as you are telling the truth.""I never cheated, Damian," Sienna said firmly, her eyes looking straight into his. "That narrative is pure slander. I don't know who could be so heartless as to do this to me."Damian remained silent, gazing at Sienna with a meaningful look, as if weighing something far deeper than mere idle conversation."Honestly," Damian asked quietly, "what is the nature of your relationship with Julian?"Sienna flinched at the question. She looked at Damian, tr

The living room of the main Blackwell residence was icy cold tonight.Vivian had deliberately come to the house to display her concern for Beatrice. She wore a mask, concealing her actions by showing her sweetest side.Vivian sat elegantly on the sofa with a teacup in hand, her face wearing an expression of deep concern that was utterly convincing."You look exhausted, Auntie," Vivian said softly, gazing at Beatrice sitting across from her with clear lines of weariness etched into her face.Beatrice let out a long sigh, setting her cup down with a harsh clatter. "How could I not be exhausted, Vivian? Damian remains stubborn about keeping Sienna, even when that woman clearly brings nothing but a bad influence on him. Just look at how much trouble she has caused already."Vivian offered a faint, almost imperceptible smile before taking a sip of her tea. Once finished, she set the cup back on the table."Have you spoken with him, Auntie?" Vivian asked, pretending to know nothing. She act

The flash of camera lights flooded the main lobby on the ground floor of the Blackwell Group.Dozens of reporters sat lined up in the prepared seats, their microphones raised high, eagerly awaiting the moment that had been the talk of the town since last night.Sienna sat in the center seat on stage with Damian beside her. Their hands were entwined beneath the table, providing just enough strength for Sienna to face the dozens of sharp gazes directed at her."Thank you to all members of the media present today for taking the time to attend," Damian opened, his voice calm and firm. "We are sitting here facing all of you to provide clarification regarding the news circulating recently."Damian glanced briefly at Sienna, giving her a nod of encouragement.Sienna took a deep breath. The microphone in front of her felt exceedingly heavy as she reached for it."I am Sienna Blackwell." Sienna began speaking, using Damian's family surname. Her voice trembled slightly at first, but gradually g

"You are blinded by Sienna's deceit!" Beatrice finally spoke again, her voice brimming with suppressed anger. "You can't tell the difference between genuine devotion and mere manipulation!"Damian let out a bitter laugh. "Deceit, Mama? Do you really want to talk about deceit?"Beatrice furrowed her brow, not following the direction of the conversation."Do you know why Vivian left me back then?" Damian asked, his eyes shifting toward Vivian, who stood frozen, her face deathly pale. "I didn't want to bring this up, but it seems you need to know. She didn't leave to pursue her studies. Nor was it to study business, as she has been telling everyone."Vivian shook her head rapidly. "Damian, wh-what are you saying—""She went after another man," Damian continued, ignoring her interruption, his voice turning even colder. "A man she liked. A man she believed could satisfy her more than I ever could."Damian's expression shifted, pure disgust radiating from his eyes as he looked at Vivian.Th