His Mute Wife: He Can't Sleep After She Left-Chapter 159: Kiana Sutton, That’s Enough Already (Sweet)
"Huh?" Terence Stone was a bit dumbfounded.
Kiana Sutton’s smile was so beautiful; why make her cry?
Ethan Sinclair didn’t want to discuss Kiana Sutton’s tears with another man, so he waved his hand to signal Terence Stone to go mind his own business.
After a few rounds of drinks, Ethan Sinclair couldn’t refuse and had a few himself. When he turned back, he found that Kiana Sutton was nowhere to be seen.
Thinking she might have gone to the restroom, Ethan Sinclair didn’t pay much attention.
After a while, seeing that Kiana Sutton still hadn’t returned, Ethan Sinclair frowned tightly. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
Damn woman, where did she run off to?
He took out his phone to call Kiana Sutton. Remembering she couldn’t speak, he sent her a cold message on WeChat, "Where did you go? Come back immediately!"
After waiting two minutes without a response from Kiana Sutton, Ethan Sinclair’s face grew even darker.
He first called Connor Grant, asking him to look for Kiana Sutton.
Then, he said goodbye to the school officials and left the hotel himself.
Ethan Sinclair was always calm and composed, rarely feeling anxious. But the thought that something bad might have happened to Kiana Sutton made him as restless as an ant on a hot pan.
Just then, Connor Grant called.
"Fifth Master..."
"Have you found her?"
"Not yet, but I just heard from the front desk that she seemed to have drunk a lot and staggered out of the hotel."
Left the hotel?
Ethan Sinclair’s expression was quite unpleasant. He was about to say something when he suddenly saw Kiana Sutton sitting on the steps not far away, hands on the ground, looking up at the sky, lost in thought.
"No need to look. Bring the car to the hotel entrance."
Hanging up the phone, Ethan Sinclair walked step by step toward Kiana Sutton.
From a distance, he hadn’t been able to see the expression on her face.
As he got closer, he saw her small face drooping, appearing somewhat sad.
"What are you doing sitting here? Aren’t you afraid it’s dirty!"
Hearing Ethan Sinclair’s voice, Kiana Sutton slowly turned her head, her pretty doe eyes widening and briefly lighting up when she saw him, then giving him a radiant and beautiful smile.
In that instant, Ethan Sinclair felt his heart skip a beat.
She was clearly sad just now, but seeing him made her so happy?
Kiana Sutton gestured with her hands, perhaps because she had drunk quite a bit—her sign language was rather slow, "I was looking at the stars in the sky... But unfortunately, I didn’t see a single one..."
Then, she pointed at Ethan Sinclair, her smile even brighter, "But on the ground, I saw a star. It’s so bright and shiny, sparkling wherever he stands."
When Kiana Sutton smiled, two shallow dimples appeared on her cheeks, her eyes curving, and when she signed, she looked deeply into his eyes, making Ethan Sinclair feel for a moment as if he were her entire world.
But seeing her blushing cheeks and somewhat dazed eyes, Ethan Sinclair frowned, "Have you been drinking?"
Kiana Sutton nodded obediently, "They were so enthusiastic, treated me so well, I didn’t want to disappoint them."
Just thinking about Kiana Sutton drinking with other men made Ethan Sinclair feel very uncomfortable, "Since you were having such a good time, why did you run outside?"
Kiana Sutton clumsily pointed to her stomach, "It’s uncomfortable here; it’s stuffy inside, don’t like it..."
After gesturing, Kiana Sutton reached out her arms to Ethan Sinclair, a gesture asking for a hug.
Instinctively, Ethan Sinclair reached out to hug her, but then thought better of it and just stared at her coolly, "Get up by yourself!"
Kiana Sutton pouted and reluctantly put her hands down, struggling to get up.
But she’d drunk quite a bit, the alcohol affecting her, making her body very weak.
After much effort, wobbly getting up, she hadn’t stabilized herself when she started falling back to the ground.
Ethan Sinclair couldn’t stand it any longer, rushed over, and caught her slender waist, pulling her into his arms.
Smelling the alcohol on her, Ethan Sinclair’s face turned green with anger. He was invited to attend Varden University’s centennial celebration, and she came along as his assistant to attend him.
But now, even before he got drunk, she managed to drink herself to the ground.
"Kiana Sutton, if I see you drinking again, you’re done!"
Hearing Ethan Sinclair’s threatening voice, Kiana Sutton’s body involuntarily shivered, but she didn’t push him away; instead, she held him even tighter.
Ethan Sinclair: "... Let go!"
Kiana Sutton shook her head.
"Do you think playing dumb will work?"
At this moment, a couple passed by, the girl leaped onto the boy’s back after a short run.
The girl hugged the boy’s neck, and he carried her off, their laughter sweet and happy, drowning out even the honking and noise of the street.
Kiana Sutton watched them disappear with a longing look in her eyes.
She turned her pitiful gaze toward Ethan Sinclair, nervously poking her fingers together.
Ethan Sinclair immediately saw through Kiana Sutton’s little trick, "You want me to carry you? Forget it."
Kiana Sutton quietly lowered her head, looking very much like a little kitten who had been abandoned in Ethan Sinclair’s eyes.
It seemed as if not carrying her today, not fulfilling her trivial wish, made him like some unpardonable villain.
Terence Stone wasn’t entirely wrong.
Kiana Sutton was indeed capable of softening one’s heart.
Ethan Sinclair, with a dark look on his face, turned around, "Get on!"
Standing at 6 foot 2, Ethan Sinclair dwarfed the 5 foot 4 Kiana Sutton, whose short legs couldn’t jump high enough to reach his back.
Rarely, Ethan Sinclair offered to carry her, and to get onto his back, she had to tug on his clothes.
With his neck being constricted, Ethan Sinclair’s expression grew worse, "Are you trying to choke me?"
Despite his words, his body acted honestly, and he squatted down a bit.
Kiana Sutton easily climbed onto his back.
Maybe it was the alcohol, but Kiana Sutton was bolder, immensely fond of Ethan Sinclair and the scent on him, she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck.
This brought them closer, the unique fragrance of Kiana Sutton, mingled with the scent of alcohol, filled Ethan Sinclair’s nose abruptly, causing his body to stiffen. "You..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Kiana Sutton snuggled her face against his smooth face, her affectionate and intimate gesture leaving Ethan Sinclair speechless.
Damn, maybe he’d had too much to drink as well, actually agreeing to carry her!
Besides, he was already carrying her; what was there left to say?
But to Kiana Sutton, a piggyback ride wasn’t enough. She patted Ethan Sinclair’s shoulder and pointed forward with her index finger, signaling for him to run.
Just like that couple earlier.
Ethan Sinclair, at the end of his patience, gritted his teeth, "Kiana Sutton, know when to stop!!!"
