Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mr. CEO, Your Contract Wife Is Gone!: Kabanata 181 - Kabanata 190

The following day, on the seventh floor of Blackwell Group.Sienna was writing notes using the black pen Damian had given her when someone knocked softly on her desk.She lifted her face, then paused.Clara stood there, still in her cream blazer, holding two cups of coffee in a cardboard carrier."May I sit down for a moment?" Clara asked, a sweet smile on her face.Sienna glanced around. Several employees pretended to be busy, but their ears were clearly tuned toward her desk. She gave a subtle nod. "Please."Clara set one of the cups in front of Sienna, then pulled an empty chair from the neighboring desk. "I didn't know how you take your coffee, so I ordered the most neutral one.""Thank you." Sienna accepted the cup. "Is there something I can help you with?""I came here to apologize." Clara drew a breath. "That night, I didn't know anything about what was going on. Aunt Beatrice merely said there was a family dinner, and asked me to attend. It was only when I sat down that I real

Saturday morning, at the orphanage construction site.A steel frame now stood upon the ground that had once been charred black. Workers in yellow hardhats busied themselves moving back and forth, and the sound of hammers mingled with the laughter of children gathered behind the temporary barrier fence. The scent of wet cement replaced the suffocating smell of smoke that had once filled the air.Sienna stood near the fence with a folder of technical blueprints in her hand.Naomi stood beside her, pointing to one corner of the framing. "That's the library, right? You mentioned earlier that the windows should face east."Sienna turned to Naomi with a wide smile on her face. "So the children can catch the morning light.""You still remember every single detail." Naomi looked at Sienna with admiration, seeing how she continuously prioritized the children.Sienna let out a breath of relief. "I drew them myself last night." Sienna smiled faintly, overjoyed to finally rebuild this orphanage f

At a small café near Elena's former campus.Zoe was already seated at a corner table when Elena walked in. She waved with a broad smile, and two cold drinks topped with whipped cream were already served on the table in front of her."I ordered your favorite," Zoe said. "Have a seat."Elena pulled out a chair and sat down, her fingers clutching the strap of her bag. She looked like someone carrying a burden too heavy without knowing where to set it down."What's going on, really?" Zoe asked softly. "Your message yesterday sounded serious." Even though she had already guessed what Elena might say, Zoe still sought to confirm it.Elena let out a long breath. She stared at Zoe, whom she had known ever since Damian married Sienna. Elena knew Zoe disliked Sienna, so she had grown close to Zoe because they shared a common stance."Mom is changing." Elena stirred her drink without sipping it. "These past few days, she speaks softly to Sienna, reprimands her socialite friends for taking jabs a

At the Blackwell Group building.Sienna and Damian had just arrived at the company.They stepped into the elevator, with Sienna standing to Damian's left.As the elevator began its ascent, Damian's fingers slid around Sienna's palm, holding her hand firmly.Sienna startled slightly, turning to look at Damian, who stood perfectly composed, facing the doors."Damian, we're at the office," Sienna whispered.Damian turned his head slowly, making no move to release her hand, his smile broadening instead."So what?" Damian asked casually.Sienna opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out."Are you afraid someone might protest?" Damian spoke calmly. "And even if someone does, what could they possibly do, hm?"Sienna was rendered completely speechless, ultimately giving in as Damian held onto her hand.The elevator doors glided open on Sienna's floor. Yet, Damian still hadn't let go."Damian, I need to get out," Sienna said.Damian looked out into the hallway; no employees were passing

In the evening.The car came to a stop in the driveway of Damian's residence.Sienna stepped out first, adjusting the strap of her bag on her shoulder.Damian followed closely behind, shutting the car door with one hand while loosening his tie with the other.Sienna noticed Joana waiting near the threshold. She was wearing a thick coat and holding a small handbag, a look of distress evident on her face."Sir, Madam," Joana greeted them with a quick bow. "Forgive me, but I must ask for permission to head home tonight.""What's wrong, Joana?" Sienna asked, her eyes filling with concern as she noticed Joana's visible anxiety."My grandchild has been running a fever since this afternoon. My daughter just called, and she sounded terribly panicked," Joana squeezed the handle of her bag tight."Don't worry about us, Joana," Sienna said softly, rubbing Joana's arm to reassure her. "Go home right now," Sienna insisted without hesitation."Ma'am, what about dinner for you and Sir...""We can ma