Reborn of Kate by Isla Rainfield

Chapter 18 Naughty Kate

“Ric, you’re back!”

Upon seeing Eric’s car return, Kate flew out of the mansion directly, and ran straight to his side. without hesitation, burying herself in his arms.

Eric looked inscrutable as he watched Kate throw herself into his embrace. His face was calm, making it impossible to discern his true emotions. He stood there quietly. Only after Kate let go, he faintly spoke, “Had enough hugs?”

She smiled and looked at him, replying, “Not enough.”

His eyes deepened as he grabbed her arm and forcefully pulled her away from him. However, he remembered the voice he had intercepted from the monitor program. His aura suddenly turned cold.

Unaware of his emotions, Kate pointed inside the garden and said with a smile, “Ric, do you like the garden?”

Eric glanced indifferently around and said nothing, striding inside.

Kate stumbled and followed beside him. His steps were too big, and she couldn’t keep up. Eric noticed this and a hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes. He slowed down his pace, allowing her to catch up.

But as soon as they entered, his steps came to a halt.

He scanned the entire living room without a word. All the messy paintings had been removed, and in the most prominent position in the centre, hung the wedding photo of him and Kate.

darkened a bit. The changes in Summer Estate were obviously related to Kate. Did she want to embarrass him like this?

stood in front of him with a bright smile, “Are you satisfied,

Kate, his voice indifferent, “As long

on, let’s wash up and

like an ordinary couple, waiting for him

sit on the sofa by Kate, while she sat opposite

silent. His expression became

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Chapter 18 Naughty Kate

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slowly spreading out. He sat on the sofa, and seemed to blend in with the dark

Kate inexplicably stiffened.

forcing him to the brink of losing control. Even in that state, he never hurt her, but she still avoided him like the plague, full of fear

the divorce agreement, and she left the

“Kate.”

Eric’s voice, suppressed to the extreme,

man on the sofa, almost blending into the dark, suddenly stood up. His tall figure exuded a strong sense of oppression. He took a step forward with his long legs and pressed her against the sofa with absolute dominance, looking

deep breath, staring directly at him, and said word by word, “I want you to take me to tomorrow’s