Elder Kinston's Exclusive Sweet Wife-Chapter 647 - 673 Dorian Howards Comes Looking

"Who are you looking for?" she asked curiously.

"For someone he can devote his life to," Uncle Kinston replied to her.

But she couldn’t understand these words. Why did Kyle look so uncomfortable, yet his uncle felt he wasn’t sick and needed to find someone instead?

Later on, she thought maybe Uncle Kinston considered her just a child and was simply brushing her off with his words.

However, because of this, she later chose to study medicine.

At this moment, Francine Howards stepped forward, wanting to check on him, but before her hand could touch him, he roughly swatted it away.

"Kyle, I’m a doctor. Let me see how you’re doing now!" She frowned in displeasure.

His dark eyes looked at her coldly, "No need." These two words were almost forced out from between his teeth.

Francine bit her lip in frustration. Again! He was always so hard to approach. Could it really be that only Mabel Quinn could get close to him?

"Kyle, I know you and Mabel Quinn have broken up. Mabel only brings you harm, but I won’t. After all these years, don’t you understand me?" She stepped closer.

Kyle merely closed his eyes, waiting for the wave of pain in his body to pass, as if the person in front of him was nothing but air.

After a moment, his complexion gradually recovered. His dark eyes opened again to look at Francine Howards, and he said emotionlessly, "I’ve said it long ago; I could never fall in love with you. Even if one day, you die in front of me, it would make no difference to me."

The elevator doors opened again, and Kyle walked into the elevator, leaving Francine Howards standing alone, her face pale and livid.

"Kyle, you’ll regret it! One day, you’ll regret saying these words to me!" Francine swore, her eyes still shining with that persistence.

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When Mabel Quinn walked back to her residence after work, she found Dorian Howards standing at the entrance of the urban village. Since many people living there either worked at nightclubs or frequently visited them, it was the time when most people were going out.

Dorian Howards, already looking like a distinguished gentleman in his neat attire, had a luxury car parked beside him. No wonder many people glanced his way. A few scantily clad and extravagantly dressed women even approached him directly, asking if he wanted female company, offering themselves at a discount, leaving Dorian Howards awkwardly speechless. Upon seeing Mabel Quinn, Dorian almost sighed in relief and quickly approached her.

"You’re finally back," Dorian Howards said.

The other women, seeing this, shrugged and walked away. However, as one of them passed Mabel Quinn, she gave an ambiguous smile, "You’ve got lucky, hooking a big fish."

Mabel was rather speechless at that, then she looked at Dorian Howards and asked, "Dorian, do you want something from me again?"

"Uh, yes, I do. How about we find a place to sit down and talk?" Dorian Howards suggested.

Mabel nodded; this was indeed not the place to talk.

They found a nearby drink shop, sat down, and each ordered a drink. Dorian Howards looked at Mabel Quinn and said, "Living in a place like this isn’t very convenient. I have a vacant apartment. If you’re really embarrassed to live there for free, why not pay me the rent you’re paying here and consider it as renting my apartment?"