His Mute Wife: He Can't Sleep After She Left-Chapter 2: You Think You’re Worthy of Bearing My Child?

Chapter 2: Chapter 2: You Think You’re Worthy of Bearing My Child?

On the screen was a WeChat chat interface, with messages sent by Kiana Sutton’s mother, Hannah Lowell.

"Kiana, what’s going on with you and Ethan Sinclair? Has he still not touched you?"

"If push comes to shove, you can climb into his bed while he’s drunk. Remember, your only advantages are your face and figure. You must find a way to get pregnant with Ethan Sinclair’s child, only then he won’t divorce you."

"Even if you get divorced later, you could still get quite a bit of child support with the child."

Kiana Sutton didn’t dare look at Ethan Sinclair’s expression, her eyes lowered, her heart filled with fear.

Had Ethan already seen the message content?

Every word from Hannah Lowell seemed to prove that everything last night was her plan.

Hannah Lowell may not have other skills, but she’s certainly an expert at setting up her daughter.

"Want to have my child? Do you think you deserve it?"

A box was thrown at Kiana Sutton, and she clumsily caught it. When she looked down, she saw it was contraceptive pills.

Kiana’s heart ached terribly.

Indeed, Ethan Sinclair is the president of Evercrest Group. He gained fame by investing in a gaming company when he was young, took over Evercrest Group at twenty-one, and developed it into a conglomerate now worth billions.

Besides business, he is also a senior racing car driver at the MMCC Racing Club, skilled in archery, can fly planes, and dive into deep sea—a brilliant and perfect existence that people can only look up to.

And she, Kiana Sutton, is just a speechless woman with nothing and matches him in no regard.

The only thing she could offer, perhaps, is her sincere love for Ethan Sinclair.

But Ethan did not cherish it.

"Don’t ever think you will bear my child. Your entire family better give up on that idea!"

Ethan Sinclair’s cold and gloomy voice made Kiana Sutton’s face even paler.

Ever since marrying Ethan Sinclair, she had countless times fantasized about having a child with him. Whether a boy or a girl, the child would certainly inherit all of Ethan Sinclair’s advantages.

Just thinking of having a miniature version of Ethan Sinclair made her happy for days.

Now, it seemed, it was all just her delusion.

Ethan Sinclair hated her so much; how could he ever let her have a baby?

The box of medicine in her hand was light, but to Kiana Sutton, it felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Because a single pill inside it would kill any potential baby she might have with Ethan Sinclair.

Under Ethan Sinclair’s cold gaze, Kiana Sutton painfully and reluctantly put the pill in her mouth.

The pill was bitter, and Kiana’s heart was even more so, her nose and eyes stinging painfully, so she quickly lowered her head.

Kiana didn’t know if Ethan was afraid she might spit the pill out midway; it wasn’t until she swallowed that he coldly said, "Come with me to the hospital, remember, you don’t have a choice now, you can only obey."

Kiana Sutton clenched her fists tightly, her heart felt as if it were being stabbed.

...

Kate Lynch was staying at a private hospital, where both the environment and facilities were top-notch.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Ethan Sinclair went directly to Kate Lynch’s ward, while Kiana Sutton was taken by the waiting doctor to have her blood drawn.

Kiana was particularly afraid of pain, and plus she had thin veins, making it hard for the doctor to find them, so every time she had blood drawn, she was terrified.

The doctor was rough, and the pain made cold sweat break out on Kiana’s forehead.

Seeing this, a flash of disdain crossed the doctor’s eyes, and with a sarcastic tone, she said, "Tsk tsk! Miss Sutton really is pampered! Just a bit of blood and the pain is like this, just imagine how miserable Miss Lynch was becoming a vegetable because of that beastly father of yours!"

The private hospital doctors tailored their attitudes towards their patients. They knew about Kate Lynch’s situation and that Ethan Sinclair didn’t care about Kiana Sutton, his wife, at all.

So, whenever they saw Kiana, they were always full of cold irony and sarcasm.

Sometimes, under the pretext of not finding the vein, they would prick Kiana a few more times.

Faced with these people, Kiana could not speak up, and since Ethan wouldn’t care about her at all, she silently endured.

After the blood draw, Kiana Sutton went to Kate Lynch’s ward.

Ethan Sinclair never allowed her into Kate Lynch’s room; peering through the crack in the door, she saw Ethan sitting by the bed, staring at Kate Lynch with deep and focused eyes.

Ethan Sinclair... probably loved Kate Lynch very, very much.

In the three years of marriage, the time he spent accompanying Kate Lynch in the hospital was more than he’d spent with her, his wife.

In fact, if it weren’t on the days she donated blood for Kate Lynch, Ethan Sinclair wouldn’t even come home.

No matter what she did, Ethan never showed her a kind face.

It felt as if her very existence was only for donating blood to Kate Lynch and atoning for her sins.

A dense pain arose in her chest.

She was jealous of Kate Lynch, and also very envious of her.

In the quiet room, only the sounds of medical equipment could be heard.

Kate’s face was as pale as paper, appearing as if she were just asleep.

She used to be like a little sun, endlessly energetic, never knowing fatigue, bringing joy and laughter to everyone.

Yet, because of Gordon Sutton, she had been lying on this hospital bed for three years.

Ethan Sinclair hated Gordon Sutton and Kiana Sutton, but more than that, he blamed and regretted himself.

If not for him, Kate Lynch might not have had the accident.

In his hand was a pure gold whistle, engraved with the letters "Y&Q."

Actually, on the day of Kate’s accident, Ethan was also in a car accident, and when he woke up, he was still holding this whistle.

As for why he had a whistle, or why he was at The Promenade, he couldn’t remember at all.

He only recalled that he seemed to have been looking for a very important person and intended to do something very important.

He asked around, but everyone said they didn’t remember any other woman being around him during that time, only Kate Lynch.

They had grown up together as childhood sweethearts, their feelings deep and profound.

That day, he had arranged to meet Kate at The Promenade, planning to confess to her, but unexpectedly, both ended up in accidents.

The "Y&Q" on the whistle stood for Ethan Sinclair and Kate Lynch, respectively.

But he still couldn’t quite understand why he would give Kate a whistle as a gift.

Did this whistle hold some special meaning?

"Knock knock knock..."

A knocking sound suddenly arose, as a doctor walked in.

"President Sinclair, the blood has been drawn. Miss Sutton is in poor health, slightly anemic; it’d be best for her to get some nutrition and exercise, improving the blood quality."

Ethan Sinclair was handsome, his presence compelling; those who met him were invariably captivated by him.

The doctor looked at Ethan’s face, mesmerizingly handsome, her heart raced, and her cheeks quickly blushed.

"Where is she?"

"She... has already left, and she was quite upset during the blood draw this time."

Upon hearing, Ethan Sinclair frowned tightly.

Then he took a deep look at Kate Lynch, "When will Kate wake up?"