After the Divorce, I Took Revenge on My Ex-husband By Emma Scott

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Sienna slowly raised her eyes, looking at him without any emotion.

She was still alive, but her eyes seemed to have lost their luster.

Adrian had no reason to complain, as this was his masterpiece.

He wanted this outcome, yet somehow, his heart felt suffocated.

Why did it have to be this way? Why the uncertainty? It was all Sienna’s fault, and she had no one else to blame.

Adrian kept trying to convince himself, but the more he thought about it, the more distressed he felt.

Tormenting Sienna didn’t bring him any relief. Instead, it added another chain to his burdens.

The chains grew heavier, making it harder for him to breathe.

“Mr. Olson, I’m finished eating.” This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Seeing that he had called her but said nothing, Sienna put down her spoon and gracefully stood up, preparing to return to her

room.

She didn’t call Adrian with hatred but politely addressed him as Mr. Olson.

However, that address carried an endless sense of distance, just like Sienna herself, unwilling to get any closer to Adrian.

Adrian watched her slowly return to her room but couldn’t utter a single word.

Sienna had indeed learned her lesson. She no longer made a fuss or resisted, no longer glared with those crimson eyes, vowing to take revenge on him.

But she had also lost her spirit, her liveliness, as if anyone could control her, summoning and dismissing her at will.

This was not what Adrian wanted to see. His vengeful satisfaction was gone, and he sat at the dining table with a furrowed brow, unable to eat.

Jeremy sensed Adrian’s unhappiness and stood silently by, not daring to approach.

Just then, Janice, who had slept all day, came out of her room, stretched lazily, and walked over to Adrian.

Seeing her, Adrian’s expression softened a bit, and he gently asked, “How are you feeling? Do you feel better now?”

The stab wound on her lower abdomen had actually mostly healed, but in order to make Adrian feel sympathy and to make him hate Sienna more, Janice continued to cry out in pain and claimed it was healing slowly.

“It still hurts,” Janice bit her lip with a somewhat aggrieved expression and quickly explained, “It’s my own poor constitution that’s causing this, Adrian, please don’t blame Sienna anymore.”

“Sienna lost her child and keeps getting sick. She can’t take any more blows. Please forgive her.”

Janice said this on purpose. Adrian refused to divorce Sienna and continued to provide for her at home, which made Janice feel extremely dissatisfied.

Sienna’s existence was like a thorn in Janice’s eye that she couldn’t remove.

Without getting rid of Sienna, Janice couldn’t sleep soundly, even if she had an excuse to live in the Olson manor, it couldn’t

suppress her inner anxiety.

As expected, Adrian’s face darkened upon hearing these words.

It seemed that he was reminded of the things Sienna had done and instantly cast his guilt aside.

How could he forget how Sienna had hurt Janice? For three whole years, Sienna refused to reveal a single word, allowing Janice to be humiliated.

A purely kind-hearted girl was hurt to the point of pregnancy and then having an abortion. This was an incredibly shameful thing, and Janice was still speaking up for Sienna.

“Janice.” Adrian gently stroked Janice’s hair and sighed helplessly. “You’re just too kind-hearted. Someone like her doesn’t deserve your sympathy.”