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

Chapter 43 Truth Revealed After Drinking

Adrian's consciousness was already unclear, unable to answer Janice's questions.

He closed his eyes drowsily, and Frederick, who was beside him, struggled to help him back to his

room.

"He drank too much." Frederick, tired and sweating, fanned himself with his hand and explained to Janice, "He needs a good sleep, and then some hangover soup tomorrow. He should be fine."

Frederick knew Sienna, and he knew the entangled grievances between the three of them.

There were things Frederick couldn't intervene in and didn't have the power to, so he could only

stand aside and watch the drama unfold.

Janice seemed innocent, but her eyes were full of scheming, which made Frederick not fond of her.

Compared to that, Sienna's calm and open manner made Frederick feel more comfortable, but Adrian hadn't seen it yet, choosing to trust his childhood friend, Janice. "Alright, I understand..."

Janice hesitantly replied, but she wanted to know why Adrian was drunk. She cautiously asked, "What's going on with Adrian? Why did he drink so much? Is something bothering him?"

Whether Adrian had any troubles, even she, who was with him day and night, didn't know. Frederick could only guess what was on Adrian's mind.

Janice still had reservations, or else she wouldn't hide everything from him.

Adrian was guarded and never completely opened up to Janice. Like a hedgehog with its spines raised, getting close would only bring endless hurt.

"I don't know." Frederick laughed and started playing along, saying nonchalantly, "Hasn't Adrian mentioned anything to you?"

Janice hesitated for a few seconds and then gave an awkward smile. "Adrian has been too busy lately. We haven't had a chance to sit down and talk..." Indeed, Adrian had been too busy. He was busy enough to prefer drinking with friends and getting drunk, rather than accompanying Janice to the party as her date.

The priorities were clear, and anything Janice said now would only be an attempt to justify her

actions.

Frederick didn't want to get involved in their affairs. He had sent Adrian home, and the rest was

none of his business.

Adrian left, leaving Janice in the room, looking at the sleeping Adrian on the bed with resentment.

Even when drunk and unconscious, he still looked as handsome as ever. His deep brows were closed, but his extraordinary features were still hard to ignore. Thinking of the handsome and excellent Adrian, who had been monopolized by Sienna for three whole years, Janice felt a suffocating resentment. Sienna was the lucky one. Even Janice hadn't enjoyed Mrs. Olson's treatment yet.

Fortunately, Adrian hadn't liked Sienna all these years. Even though she was Mrs. Olson in name, she only suffered humiliation without any preferential treatment. Even Adrian himself treated her poorly, and others were even worse.

"Adrian" Thinking of this, Janice felt somewhat relieved. She approached him to show her concern. "Are you feeling terrible? Would you like me to make you some tea?" Janice's gentle voice was like a warm spring breeze. Just as she was about to have someone prepare

hot tea for sobering up, Adrian suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Adrian's grip was strong, as if he wanted to crush her bones. He pulled her close to him.

Janice was both in pain and surprised, her heart pounding wildly as she looked at Adrian on the bed, who had just opened his eyes slightly. "Adrian, what are you doing..." Although Adrian had been kind to her, he had never made any advances, as if their relationship

could only go this far.

To get any closer, they'd need to overcome many obstacles.

Janice had long wanted to get Adrian drunk, convert his reluctance into acceptance, so that he

would have no choice but to surrender to her.

Unfortunately, Adrian's vigilance was extraordinary, and she never succeeded in her attempts. After all, Adrian was the young master of the Olson family. Trying to outsmart him was a risky

endeavor.

Without at least a ninety percent chance of success, Janice dared not act rashly.

She was afraid Adrian would hate her, or even worse, see her true colors and distance himself from

her.

Now, the opportunity of a lifetime had come, with Adrian drunk and holding onto her, not letting her go. There couldn't be a better chance.

However, her flushed face had barely faded when she heard Adrian's low murmur.

"Sienna..."

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For a moment, Janice thought she had misheard. She held her breath and leaned in closer to listen

again.

"Sienna... don't go..."

Janice hadn't misheard. Adrian was indeed calling Sienna's name.

Janice's face turned deathly pale, void of any color.

Adrian seemed cold and cruel on the surface, but deep down, he still cared for Sienna. This fact

dealt a blow to Janice.

"Adrian." Janice forced a smile, trying to win back his heart. "It's me, Janice..."

She hoped her gentle voice would trigger a response from him, but it was barely effective.

With furrowed brows, Adrian closed his eyes again, as if immersed in a nightmare, unable to relax.

Janice's heart sank into darkness.

Sienna! It was always Sienna!

What was it about Sienna that made even someone like Adrian waver?

Janice had done everything to make Adrian lose hope in Sienna, even at the cost of herself.

Car accidents, kidnappings, Dudley's death. Janice had not missed any chance to throw dirt on

Sienna.

Janice was hell-bent on pushing Sienna into the abyss, to stain her with filth, leaving no chance to fight back. But life was unpredictable.

Furious, Janice stormed out of Adrian's room, forgetting her original intention to seduce him.

Her mind was filled with thoughts of how to deal with Sienna and to drive her out of Adrian's heart.

Janice pulled out her phone, dialed a number, and strode to the window. With a cold tone, she said, "Deal with someone for me. Don't worry about the consequences. If anything happens, I'll bear the

consequences.'

This matter couldn't be delayed any longer. The future was uncertain.

Adrian's heart might be stolen by Sienna, leaving nothing behind.

Unable to keep his heart or body, Janice wondered what she was even doing here.

With that thought, Janice called Sienna.

The call connected quickly, and Sienna's unhurried voice sounded. "Hello, this is Sienna."

Hearing her voice, Janice's teeth itched with hatred. "Sienna, I hope you're doing well.