His Mute Wife: He Can't Sleep After She Left-Chapter 5: What Makes You Think I’d Touch You When I’m Sober?

Chapter 5: Chapter 5: What Makes You Think I’d Touch You When I’m Sober?

Kiana Sutton clung tightly to Ethan Sinclair, refusing to let go.

President Langley, who had chased up, saw this scene and immediately smiled at Ethan Sinclair, "President Sinclair, your secretary has quite a fiery temper, but I like it."

President Langley reached out to grab Kiana Sutton, who shivered and clung to Ethan Sinclair’s lean waist like she was clutching a lifeline.

There was only one thought in her mind: even if she died today, she wouldn’t let President Langley succeed.

Before President Langley could touch Kiana Sutton, his hand was coldly slapped away by Ethan Sinclair.

President Langley was stunned, his face darkened immediately, "President Sinclair, what do you mean by this?"

"It seems clear that President Langley is unable to conquer Secretary Sutton."

"I was just..."

Ethan Sinclair interrupted President Langley, "Since President Langley can’t do it, you should know your limits."

President Langley, whose head was still bleeding from being hit, made his already fat face even more sinister and frightening. He looked at Kiana Sutton in Ethan Sinclair’s embrace, his eyes full of malice.

Then he sneered and looked at Ethan Sinclair, "President Sinclair, our contract hasn’t been signed yet, you wouldn’t want to lose a partner like me, would you?"

"Hah..."

Ethan Sinclair smirked, looking at President Langley as if he were an ant, "There’s no need for a contract, by tomorrow morning, the Langley Group will be acquired by the Sinclair Group."

President Langley’s face changed dramatically, "What did you say?"

But Ethan Sinclair had no intention of responding, directly picking up Kiana Sutton and walking towards a room. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

President Langley wanted to catch up, but a man in a black suit with a blank face blocked him.

Once they entered the room, Ethan Sinclair threw Kiana Sutton onto the bed. She was dizzy, and before she could react, Ethan Sinclair pressed down on her.

"Weren’t you happily smiling at President Langley? I gave you a chance to climb into President Langley’s bed, why did you run away?"

Kiana Sutton felt heartbroken. Would she have smiled at President Langley if not for him?

He actually thought she wanted to climb into President Langley’s bed, and that’s why she smiled at President Langley. Did he see her as so cheap?

Seeing Kiana Sutton’s tears, Ethan Sinclair frowned and grabbed her chin harshly.

"I thought you’d do anything for your father. Huh... it seems your father doesn’t mean as much to you as your body does!"

Faced with Ethan Sinclair’s cold sarcasm, Kiana Sutton felt both hurt and hopeless.

Clearly, he was the one who gave her to President Langley, he was the one bullying her!

She looked at the man she had loved for years who now hurt her so mercilessly. Her heart ached as she suddenly hugged his neck and tilted her head to kiss him deeply!

Ethan Sinclair’s eyes turned cold, and he pushed her away, "Last night you climbed into my bed when I was drunk. What makes you think I’d touch you while sober?"

Kiana Sutton paused for a moment. The painful and hopeless gaze in her captivating, doe-like eyes gradually turned numb as she pushed him lightly, indicating "If you don’t want me, then let me go!"

Something in Kiana Sutton’s expression or movement seemed to provoke Ethan Sinclair, and his dark eyes turned chilly. He pinned her hands above her head with one hand and gripped her chin with the other, biting her lips fiercely...

His kiss was vicious and brutal, as if he wanted to swallow Kiana Sutton whole.

Kiana Sutton endured his anger in despair, utterly exhausted.

It was unclear how much time passed before Ethan Sinclair’s anger was still not relieved, only to realize Kiana Sutton was already motionless.

"Kiana Sutton!"

Ethan Sinclair patted Kiana Sutton’s face, only to find she had fainted.

Ethan Sinclair: "..."

When Kiana Sutton awoke again, she was in pain all over. Looking around, she found she was actually in a basement.

Wasn’t she on the bed with Ethan Sinclair...?

When did she get back?

Suddenly, the door was forcefully pushed open, and a servant came in with a fragrant meal.

Yesterday, Kiana Sutton hadn’t eaten much all day, and she was starving. Now, smelling the food, her stomach protested loudly from hunger.

But Kiana Sutton didn’t immediately get out of bed to eat, instead watching the servant warily.

Since marrying into the Sinclair Family, because Ethan Sinclair disliked her, the servants acted arrogantly, never showing her a kind face, and often giving her leftovers.

Why would they suddenly be kind today, bringing her a steaming hot and complete meal of three dishes and a soup?

The chubby-faced servant noticed Kiana Sutton’s wary gaze and sneered with disdain in her small, triangular eyes, "You dumb mute, you’re in for a treat today, so get up and eat."

The servants never respected Kiana Sutton, her status as Mrs. Sinclair was not even above a dog in the Sinclair Family.

Kiana Sutton coldly looked at the servant who bullied others by relying on someone’s power, pointed at the door, and wanted her to get out.

"Hah... Trying to get me out, are you? That’s not happening, sir said I have to watch you finish your meal."

Kiana Sutton was dizzy from hunger, knowing she had to eat.

But she still suspected why Ethan Sinclair was suddenly being so good to her.

No matter, Ethan Sinclair wouldn’t take her life.

So Kiana Sutton got out of bed, sat at the table, and started eating.

Because Ethan Sinclair was picky, the chefs entering the Sinclair Family had to pass rigorous tests of culinary skills.

Having married into the Sinclair Family for over three years, Kiana Sutton finally had a delicious meal.

The servant saw Kiana Sutton showing no courtesy and sneered, "You don’t think that because you climbed into sir’s bed, he’s being nice to you, do you?"

Kiana Sutton kept her head down eating, without even glancing at her, but couldn’t stop the servant’s mouth.

"Hah... Sir wants you to eat and regain your strength, just for your blood, so it doesn’t deteriorate as you often faint."

Hearing this, Kiana Sutton’s hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly.

No wonder Ethan Sinclair hated her so much but sent the servant with such a meal, it turns out to be for this reason.

"You should be grateful you and Miss Lynch share a blood type, otherwise, how could someone like you have the chance to marry sir, and even let sir sleep with you?"

The servant’s sarcastic voice continued, and the tasty meal in front of her now seemed like a swarm of flies, making Kiana Sutton feel nauseated just looking at it.

"Hey, shouldn’t you hurry up and eat? This room stinks, makes me want to vomit."

The servant disdainfully covered her nose, feigning a retching gesture.

"Heh... that father of yours is a beast, and with his genes, you’re a worthless slut, getting close makes one uncomfort... ah..."

Before the servant could finish, a scream escaped her lips.

Kiana Sutton had splashed the soup on her face.

Kiana Sutton could endure insults against herself but couldn’t tolerate them insulting Gordon Sutton.

The soup was still hot, and the servant jumped in pain, "Ah... my face, my face..."

The next second, she glared at Kiana Sutton fiercely and charged at her menacingly.

"You damned mute, an unwanted wife as you dare ruin my face, let’s see how I deal with you today!"