His Mute Wife: He Can't Sleep After She Left-Chapter 156: I Thought You Had a Secret Love for Me Since College
Kate Lynch found Quentin Sinclair at a private restaurant.
From the window of this restaurant, you could see the Thai restaurant across the street.
Seeing her with sunglasses, looking around carefully as if she feared being seen, Quentin Sinclair smirked evilly.
"When you meet Ethan Sinclair, you do so openly, wishing the whole world knew you two were having a meal together. But when you come to see me, you’re this cautious; do you dislike seeing me so much?"
Though Quentin’s words carried a tone of complaint, he had already risen to pull out a chair for Kate.
Kate Lynch was in a foul mood. After sitting down, she looked at Quentin Sinclair with a rather cold expression, "What do you want from me?"
Quentin used public chopsticks to serve Kate several pieces of braised beef with potatoes, "The beef at this place is good. It looks like you haven’t eaten much; you must not be full."
"Do you think I have the appetite to eat?"
Compared to Kate’s anger and reluctance, Quentin seemed quite composed, "You’ll need your strength to deal with Kiana Sutton."
Upon mentioning Kiana’s name, Kate grit her teeth in hatred, "Hmph, Ruby always acts all high and mighty, yet she can’t even compete against Kiana Sutton. What a waste to pin all hopes on her."
"You can’t entirely blame Ruby. It’s because the Matriarch of the Sinclair Family unconditionally trusts Kiana Sutton. Who could have foreseen that Ethan Sinclair would personally stand up for Kiana?"
Kate laughed coldly, "You’re not fond of Ruby, yet you’re speaking up for her."
"I do dislike her. Seeing her lose the vice-chair position at the foundation and become a joke among the elite circles gave me pleasure, but what I said is the truth."
Because of this, Kate wasn’t satisfied.
The Matriarch barely knew Kiana for a few years, yet she had watched Kate grow from a young age. Why does she treat Kiana so well and not favor her?
And Ethan Sinclair—you say you hate Kiana yet, despite all this time, you haven’t divorced her and keep standing up for her.
"Did you find out why Ethan won’t divorce Kiana?"
Quentin smiled slightly, "After you woke up, the Matriarch spoke with Ethan, stating clearly that unless she’s dead, she won’t agree to them divorcing."
Kate nearly crushed the screen of her phone.
"Given how much Ethan cares for Kiana now, it’s likely he’s developed feelings for her."
"Impossible!"
Kate desperately shouted, "Ethan’s heart is with me now. There’s no way he could love Kiana. The heavens gave me a chance for ’rebirth’; I won’t lose him again."
As she spoke, a ruthless glint flashed in her eyes, "No one can stop Ian and me from being together."
Seeing Kate’s madness, Quentin felt a mixture of emotions.
Suddenly, Kate clutched Quentin’s hand, "Vince, you’ll help me, right?"
Kate’s hand was warm and soft. Quentin grasped it in return and gave her an appeasing smile, "Certainly, anything you desire, I’ll help you attain."
Kate smiled faintly, then withdrew her hand.
"Since Ethan is held back by the Matriarch and can’t divorce, then let Kiana initiate it."
Looking at his empty hand, Quentin felt somewhat lost.
He clenched his fist, seeming to want to capture Kate’s lingering scent in his grip.
"Kiana loves Ethan so much. How would she willingly propose divorce?"
"Hmph, she hasn’t been hurt enough. When she’s completely given up on Ian, she’ll divorce him."
"Since you already have ideas, you must have plans as well."
Kate didn’t respond, but in her mind, she was already calculating.
...
Though the misunderstanding caused by a red bracelet had been cleared up, Ethan Sinclair still held a grudge against Kiana Sutton for refusing to accept his gift.
He started coming up with different ways to "tease" Kiana.
Evenings at home weren’t enough; during the day, he would summon Kiana to his office for a bit of office play.
Every time, Kiana would be on edge, fearing others might see them.
In contrast, Fifth Master Sinclair was fearless. Sometimes during overtime, he would press Kiana against the floor-to-ceiling window of the executive office.
Overseeing the neon-lit buildings, admiring the bustling streets below.
All the while, tormenting Kiana until she cried.
Normally, Ethan disliked seeing Kiana cry, yet during those moments, he loved watching her appear pitifully teary-eyed.
Just like a tempting little vixen.
Where there’s oppression, there’s resistance.
However, before Kiana could resist, Ethan dragged her to Varden University’s centennial celebration.
After graduation, whenever feeling wronged by Ethan, Kiana would visit Varden University.
She would walk along the paths Ethan traveled.
Look at the courts where he played with sweat-soaked fervor.
Occasionally, she’d sit at his usual spot in the library.
Before, she secretly loved Ethan, like a stalker quietly observing his every move.
She never imagined they’d return to the campus together one day.
Compared to college days, where Ethan often wore a white t-shirt or casual shirt, now he donned the expensive suit she chose for him, exuding elite sophistication, increasingly handsome.
What’s more, his purple tie today was tied by her.
The color matched her outfit.
Though not a matching couple’s outfit, it secretly delighted her for quite some time.
Ethan’s gaze finally abandoned the event program and moved to Kiana, "You seem pretty happy returning to your alma mater."
Kiana nodded.
"Amazing that we were both alumni, though, back then, I never saw you."
Kiana’s body slightly stiffened. Finding Ethan’s piercing stare on her, her heart skipped, and she gestured swiftly, "With so many students, it’s normal not to meet."
"Is it? I thought you’d secretly loved me since university, scheming to marry me."
Kiana pursed her lips, choosing silence. Thankfully, they soon arrived at Varden University.
Varden University has produced many talents. For the centennial, the administration invited numerous elite graduates from various industries.
The most notable being Evercrest Group’s president, Ethan Sinclair.
Upon Ethan’s arrival, the administration couldn’t help but beam with joy.
"President Sinclair, your presence truly graces Varden University with glory."
Ethan smiled a bit, "Principal, your words are too kind. Varden University nurtured me, and now it’s my turn to contribute to its development."
Fifth Master Sinclair wasn’t all talk; with a grand gesture, he not only donated a library but also built two teaching buildings.
The university nearly treated him like an ancestor.
When Ethan went on stage to speak, Kiana held a camera, continually taking photos of him.
Her task today was photographing Ethan, conveniently capturing some personal shots for safekeeping.
