His Mute Wife: He Can't Sleep After She Left-Chapter 59: Little Cutie!!!

Kiana Sutton saw that Ethan Sinclair still hadn’t arrived. After hesitating for a while, she sent Ethan a WeChat message, "I’m already at the restaurant, when will you be here?"

The sent message was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any response.

Kiana was afraid Ethan was too busy, so she didn’t dare disturb him further.

The waiter came to ask several times.

"Miss, when would you like to order?"

Kiana was somewhat embarrassed, "Sorry, my husband hasn’t come yet, I’m waiting for him."

The waiter saw that Kiana couldn’t speak and was dressed in designer clothes, so they were too embarrassed to say anything further.

The sky that was originally clear became overcast for no apparent reason, with small raindrops gradually turning into a downpour.

The fireworks show ended, and the couples on dates went home, but Ethan still hadn’t come.

It was already eleven-thirty, and as midnight approached, Kiana’s eager heart gradually began to cool down.

"Miss, we close promptly at midnight, you..."

"Can I wait until twelve before I leave?"

Staring earnestly with her innocent doe-like eyes, no one could refuse her.

Moreover, she was already quite pitiful, having waited four or five hours and her husband still hadn’t arrived.

"...Of course you can."

Even up until the last second, Kiana still held on to hope.

She felt that since Ethan had gifted her such a beautiful dress and invited her to such a place to dine, it shouldn’t be intentional torment but rather truly due to some delay.

However, the bigger the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Midnight passed, her birthday was over, and Ethan still hadn’t come—nor had any message.

Kiana felt indescribably distressed, but she didn’t show a hint before the waiter, only shedding tears after she walked out of the restaurant.

Ha...

How could she be so foolish?

On reflection, she should’ve known Ethan hated her so much, how could he celebrate her birthday? 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

The rain poured as if mocking her delusions ruthlessly.

She walked aimlessly for a while before raising her hand to hail a taxi.

The driver glanced at Kiana through the rearview mirror, "Miss, where are you headed?"

Kiana handed her phone to the driver, who, seeing the address, started the car.

On the way, seeing Kiana not speaking and continually shedding tears.

Noticing her designer clothes and beauty, his eyes gradually turned greedy.

Kiana was in her sorrow, her heart aching and pained, crying all along, oblivious to the impending danger.

After the car had driven for quite some time, it stopped. Kiana thought she’d arrived home and opened the door to get out, only to find herself in a dark alley.

Noticing something was off, she was about to leave when she was forcefully pushed to the ground.

The ground was wet, and as Kiana fell, she landed in a sewage puddle.

With water soaking her clothes and clinging to her skin, Kiana shivered. Just as she was about to rise, the driver pinned her down, wickedly caressing her terrified face.

"Little beauty, let down by a man, huh? No worries, 520, let big brother keep you company."

The man tore Kiana’s clothes, pressing his foul lips towards her.

Kiana didn’t expect to encounter danger just by taking a taxi, adding insult to injury at this moment.

Without time to think, she fought hard against him, determined not to let him touch her!

It was a dark alley, a place where cries for help would go unanswered. Moreover, Kiana was mute, unable to call for help at all.

The driver seemed to realize this too, growing more excited.

"Wow, I didn’t expect you to be mute, even heaven is helping me."

In resisting, Kiana slapped the man’s face. Enraged, he slapped her twice, hard.

Kiana felt dizzy from the blows, her nose bled instantly.

The rain continued to drizzle down, wetting Kiana’s hair and face. She looked at the man with the distorted visage under the dim street light, realizing strength alone wouldn’t overcome him, let alone escape.

So she resigned herself and stopped struggling.

The man saw Kiana yielding, his grin grew more lewd and brightened, "Baby, you should’ve done this earlier; you wouldn’t have had to get hit just now."

Thinking that a fragile mute like Kiana couldn’t possibly escape, the man wasn’t very wary, eagerly undressing.

Little did he know, Kiana seemed to yield but was actually seeking an opportunity.

Her hand was feeling around constantly, finally grasping a hard stone.

As the man leaned down again to kiss her, she swung the stone fiercely at his nose.

"Ah..."

The man let out a wail, clutching his nose.

Kiana then swung the stone at his lower vulnerable spot, causing him to clutch his groin in agony as she pushed him away and ran.

She was wearing high heels, and the alleyway was uneven. Unaware, she twisted her ankle.

"Bitch! Stop right there! When I catch you, I’ll kill you!"

The man chased while pulling up his pants, Kiana ignored the pain in her ankle and could only run desperately.

Getting close!

She was about to run out of the alley!

As long as she saw someone, she might be saved!

But it was the middle of the night, and there was hardly anyone on the street, especially in such a remote area.

Kiana kept running, and as she turned a corner, a sports car suddenly rushed out.

"Screech..."

The sound of tires urgently rubbing against the ground burst forth, and Kiana was struck by the sports car!

Flying through the air, Kiana’s mind went blank; she couldn’t even feel where she was hurt.

"Damn, Miles Goodman, what the heck are you doing? How come you hit someone?"

A companion’s voice came through the earpiece, followed by a series of luxury cars stopping.

Miles Goodman was scared blanched. He hadn’t been feeling well lately, and after finally reencountering his little darling, he hadn’t expected that she would vanish within the time it took to pour a glass of water.

He checked the hotel’s surveillance; it had been sabotaged. Who had taken his little darling? What she would encounter, he didn’t know.

Utterly disgruntled, regretful.

He shouldn’t have left his little darling alone in the lobby anyway, so when someone invited him to race, he didn’t hesitate to go.

Normally, racing would take place in the mountains or sparsely populated switchback roads.

Today, who knows why those guys wanted to race in the streets.

His mind was addled, he joined their mischief.

And it ended up...hitting someone.

His mind was still muddled, but he had already gotten out of the car and stumbled to the girl lying on the ground.

Several companions also exited their cars; one approached to check Kiana’s breath, "She’s still alive, let’s get her to the hospital!"

Upon hearing she was still alive, Miles let out a heavy sigh of relief. Only then did he glance at the girl’s face, and instantly his eyes widened.

"Little darling!!!"

The driver who chased from behind saw Kiana being taken by those driving luxury cars and dared not pursue further, fleeing in his vehicle miserably.