His Mute Wife: He Can't Sleep After She Left-Chapter 202: Kissing Him Again and Again

Kate Lynch was furious, her eyes burning with rage.

That woman, Kiana Sutton, must have done it on purpose!

And yet, in front of so many people, Ethan Sinclair left Kate and carried Kiana away!

Kate felt countless pairs of eyes filled with doubt, sympathy, and a desire to watch the drama unfold, all focused on her.

Everyone thought she and Ethan Sinclair were childhood sweethearts, but Ethan’s actions had slapped her in the face hard.

Seeing Kate Lynch’s face turn pale, looking as if she was so sad she might collapse, Eugene Sharp asked worriedly, "Autumn, are you okay?"

Kate’s pride wouldn’t allow her to show any breakdown in front of others, so she turned to Eugene and smiled, "I’m fine, really, nothing’s wrong."

"Shall I take you home then?"

"No need, I don’t want to disrupt your time with your girlfriend. Besides, someone is already coming to pick me up."

Eugene’s girlfriend had also had quite a bit to drink. She was swaying, asking for hugs and kisses, and Eugene, holding his girlfriend, comforted Kate, "Don’t be upset, he’s just a mute. If you really want him, my cousin would definitely help you get him."

"I know, quickly take your girlfriend to rest."

People outside the club left one by one, and after a while, a car screeched to a stop at Kate Lynch’s feet.

Quentin Sinclair stepped out of the car quickly with an umbrella and hurried over to shield Kate with it.

"Get in the car first."

Kate Lynch got into the car, and Quentin Sinclair took her to a hotel.

Upon reaching the hotel, Kate couldn’t hold back her emotions anymore and started smashing things in anger.

Quentin Sinclair took out a cigarette, smoking while watching Kate vent, not stopping her.

Until the broken pieces of a vase cut Kate, did he finally put out his cigarette, request a first aid kit from the staff, and then carried Kate to the bed.

He knelt down, tending to Kate’s wound, and asked, "So tell me, what did my cousin or Kiana Sutton do to make you so angry this time?"

It could only be Ethan Sinclair or Kiana Sutton who could provoke such a strong emotional reaction from Kate.

Quentin was wearing a black shirt, the top two buttons undone, revealing his sexy and well-defined collarbone and Adam’s apple.

Kate glanced down and saw the love marks on his neck, instantly reminded of Ethan Sinclair pressing Kiana against the wall in the lounge.

With eyes suddenly cold, she kicked Quentin Sinclair hard in the chest, knocking him to the ground.

"Disgusting!"

Quentin quickly understood; tonight’s woman was a bit wild, leaving marks on him that Kate noticed.

However, it didn’t matter since she never cared who he slept with.

Quentin chuckled wickedly, gripping Kate’s slender, fair leg. She tried to pull away, but he held on firmly, making her unable to move.

"Let go! I don’t know who else those filthy hands of yours have touched."

"Didn’t they just touch you?"

"You..."

Quentin disinfected the wound, applied a Band-Aid, then suddenly leaned over, pinning Kate beneath him on the bed.

Kate’s expression changed dramatically as she reached out to push him, "Get off!"

"Physical attraction between men and women is natural. Want to taste what it’s like to soar to the sky?"

His lips lowered gradually, "Ethan won’t touch you, but I can..."

Just when their lips were about to meet, Kate gritted her teeth and kicked Quentin again, then got up, looking at him coldly, "Who do you think you are to be good enough for me?"

Kate had no patience for Quentin’s flirting. She stated angrily, "We need to move up our plan. That bitch Kiana Sutton, I can’t stand having her by Ian’s side for even one more day."

Quentin lowered his head, lost in thought.

Seeing Quentin not respond for a while, Kate furrowed her brows at him, "Didn’t you hear me?"

Quentin finally looked up at her, uncharacteristically serious, asking, "Do you have to have Ethan Sinclair?"

"I’ve liked Ian since I was young. If I can’t be with him, what’s the point of living? It’s all Kiana Sutton’s fault. She took everything from me. Just seeing her with Ian makes me almost break down!"

Kate, shaking with anger, was in a state of agitation. In Quentin’s eyes, she used to be an upbeat, lively girl.

But because of Ethan, she had become irritable and fanatical, her obsession driving her crazy.

If getting Ethan could make her the laughing, kind girl she was, he’d do anything to make it happen.

"This place is no longer suitable for sleeping. I’ll get you another room."

"No, I’m going home."

"Then I’ll drive you back."

Kate didn’t refuse.

Meanwhile, after Ethan Sinclair put Kiana Sutton in the car, she clung to him like a sticky cat.

Her hair and clothes were almost entirely wet, and as they pressed together, Ethan’s shirt got damp as well.

"Kiana Sutton! Sit properly!"

Kiana shook her head, her cool little hand holding Ethan’s handsome, charming face, rubbing her nose against his, and her breath smelled of fragrant alcohol, the mood turning instantly intimate.

Ethan’s heart was uncontrollably thrown into chaos.

He pushed Kiana away, a bit flustered, "Enough!"

Normally, when Ethan shouted at her, Kiana would be too scared to move.

But today, she didn’t just ignore him; she took it a step further and gave Ethan a peck on his sexy lips.

She looked at him intently, mouthing words.

Although her voice couldn’t make a sound, Ethan could easily tell what she was saying from her lip movements.

"I——like——you!"

"Really——like——you!"

After that, she giggled foolishly, pecking at his lips like a chick pecking rice.

It was just a simple lips-to-lips act, but it felt like fire igniting in Ethan’s body.

Is this woman... possessed by a sprite?

She was always reserved and shy, so what happened today?

She kissed his lips for a while and eagerly moved to kiss his seductive collarbone. Ethan knew if she continued like this, he wouldn’t be able to restrain himself.

But with such a heavy rain outside, he couldn’t let Connor Grant wait miserably in the rain.

"Connor, drive faster!"

"...Yes, sir!"

Though Connor had wisely lowered the partition, the noise behind him was obvious — he wasn’t deaf.

Ah, the joy and pain of witnessing love firsthand.

The car quickly stopped at the entrance of The Montpellier Estates. Connor got out with an umbrella first, and after Ethan got out, he carried Kiana out of the car.

Kiana buried her head in Ethan’s chest, naively thinking that if she didn’t look at Connor, then Connor wouldn’t see her.

Chelsea Chapman breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing them return together.

"Young master, you’re finally back. I was worried you and the young mistress wouldn’t meet!"

"You knew she was coming to find me?"

"Yes, I called you, but you didn’t answer."

Ethan frowned; he hadn’t heard his phone because it was on silent.

"How long was she gone?"

Before Chelsea could answer, Kiana absentmindedly covered Ethan’s ears...