His Mute Wife: He Can't Sleep After She Left-Chapter 135: Are You Planning to Never Let Me Touch You?

Chapter 135: Chapter 135: Are You Planning to Never Let Me Touch You?

Kiana Sutton stood still, her gaze cautiously fixed on a certain spot covered by the blanket.

Ethan Sinclair, such a proud person, what if he really can’t in the future...

He would definitely break down, wouldn’t he?

"I’ll say it again..."

Realizing his tone wasn’t quite right, Ethan Sinclair softened his voice, "Come to my side."

Kiana hesitated for a few seconds, then slowly walked toward Ethan. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Finally, she stood about a meter away from him.

Ethan was very dissatisfied that Kiana was so far away from him. He slightly sat up, extended his long arm, and pulled her into his embrace.

His hand gently touched her bitten lip, "Hurts..."

However, before he could finish speaking, Kiana, like she was frightened, suddenly pushed him away, her entire being like a startled bird, moving farther away.

Those beautiful doe eyes were filled with wariness and anger.

Ethan’s expression instantly turned cold, his voice even more chilling, "You’re avoiding me?"

Kiana’s heart was racing fast, the memories of last night flashed before her, he made her hurt and didn’t even give her a chance to beg for mercy.

She didn’t want to be hurt again, so reflexively, she didn’t want him to touch her.

But thinking that doing so might hurt his pride, her heart was extremely conflicted and struggling.

In Ethan’s view, her demeanor was clearly due to last night’s events causing anger.

Last night, it really did hurt her, didn’t it!

This little girl, looks docile and sweet on the surface, but she’s surprisingly vengeful inside.

"Secretary Lawson!"

Secretary Lawson, hearing Ethan Sinclair’s voice, immediately pushed the door and entered.

Seeing Ethan and Kiana’s faces filled with discomfort, her heart sank slightly.

What’s going on?

Was the conversation unpleasant?

"President Sinclair."

"Tell the doctor I want to be discharged."

Nathan Lawson and Kiana were both taken aback.

Nathan Lawson: "But your injury..."

"I can recuperate at home."

Ethan Sinclair was determined to be discharged, no one could stop him.

Fortunately, it was mainly his right arm that was severely injured, other injuries were minor and manageable at home.

Ethan’s leg also had some cartilage contusions, he was slightly limping while walking.

Kiana’s mind was filled with his injury, thinking that he limped to avoid friction there, she felt increasingly worried.

Ethan, noticing Kiana still a meter away from him, couldn’t help but feel chest pain.

Normally, that woman would have rushed up to support him, but now she was only watching his leg, not moving to help, lacking any insight.

In the car.

The atmosphere was quite heavy, after Connor Grant glanced at both their faces, he asked Ethan Sinclair, "Fifth Master, heading to The Montpellier Estates?"

Ethan Sinclair was in a rather foul mood, "What else? Your place?"

Connor Grant: "..."

Feeling wronged, Connor worried since Fifth Master had been staying at The Serene Gardens recently; he feared going to The Montpellier Estates without asking might result in trouble, yet he still stepped into a minefield.

Upon arriving at The Montpellier Estates, Chelsea Chapman immediately approached upon seeing Ethan’s injury, "Oh my, young master, what’s wrong?"

She instinctively wanted to support Ethan, but knowing he had a cleanliness obsession, she forcefully drew her hand back.

"I’ll be working from home during this period."

"Oh, okay..."

Going upstairs, Ethan was overwhelmed with cold sweat after walking just a couple of steps owing to his leg’s pain, he turned a cold gaze to Kiana, "Standing there doing what?"

Kiana pursed her lips, hesitating whether to support him when Connor Grant strode swiftly to help Ethan, "Fifth Master, be cautious."

Ethan Sinclair: "..."

This Connor really lacks any insight, might as well fire him!

Ethan noticed Kiana’s apparent unwillingness to touch him, which made him increasingly irritable.

For the following days, Ethan continuously worked from home.

Nathan Lawson, day by day, brought the documents requiring Ethan’s signature to The Montpellier Estates, sometimes making multiple trips, quite arduous indeed.

Kiana initially intended to help reduce Nathan Lawson’s burden, yet didn’t know what to do.

That day, Nathan emerged from the study and, seeing Kiana waiting at the door, called to her, "Miss Sutton, President Sinclair wants you inside."

Kiana entered the study with Ethan still working; his right hand bandaged, managing to sign with his left hand.

Being the CEO of Evercrest Group, he truly was under considerable strain.

Ethan noticed Kiana keeping quite some distance as if she were invisible, his expression turned even more unpleasant.

How long does she plan on being angry?

"Kiana Sutton, being my personal assistant, you find it appropriate to take just the salary but do no work?"

Kiana swiftly shook her head, gesturing, "What instructions do you have, President Sinclair?"

"I would like to eat an apple, peel one for me."

Kiana: "..."

"What? Unwilling?"

Kiana shook her head, not unwilling, just that Nathan Lawson handled his official business, while she could only peel apples.

However, turning thoughts around, she realized being Ethan’s personal assistant entailed managing his daily needs, so peeling fruits was part of her duties.

Thinking so, her heart felt slightly more at ease.

As she turned to leave, Ethan’s cold voice echoed again, "Peel the apple here."

Kiana hesitated a moment, seeing Ethan engrossed in his work, dared not disturb him, quietly left.

Returning stealthily to the study with a fruit plate and knife.

He working solo, she peeling fruit solo, the atmosphere surprisingly warm.

Kiana performed every task with deep concentration.

Being an art student, accustomed to cutting, her knife skills were excellent.

An apple swiftly transformed into rabbit-shaped pieces within her delicate hands.

Witnessing Ethan still immersed in work and refraining from disturbing, she quietly placed the peeled apple on the table, preparing to leave, when Ethan’s voice commanded.

"Stop!"

Kiana turned to look at him.

"Can’t see my right hand’s injured and the left is occupied, how to eat?"

Kiana frowned slightly, "Maybe eat later when not busy?"

Ethan felt increasingly hurt, this woman usually possesses cleverness, how is she so dense now!

"I want to eat now, come here and feed me!"

Kiana puzzled why Ethan requested such an act, isn’t feeding reserved for couples? She’s merely an assistant currently.

"Any disagreements?"

Kiana dared not utter any disagreement, considering her monthly salary depended on Ethan!

Thus, Kiana picked up a rabbit apple and brought it to Ethan’s mouth.

He bit into it, suddenly grasping her wrist.

Kiana startled, instinctively attempted withdrawing her hand, Ethan refused to release her, his dark, ink-like eyes stared deeply, "So? Intending never to let me touch you again?"