Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife novel Chapter 52

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 52

A sluggish arc appeared at the corner of his lips while his pair of phoenix eyes tried to entice her. “You didn’t answer my calls—or would you rather me pay a visit to my future parents-in-law?

Janet glanced at her phone, which was coincidentally switched off. “Your father-in-law and mother-in-law? Mr. Lowry, you really know how to make jokes.”

The man leaned on the window while smiling with his pressed lips.

Every time she saw Mason, she would unconsciously look into his eyes, as if he had captured her gaze.

She met his glance, but immediately moved her eyes away as she felt a little uncomfortable and coughed. “Why are you here?”

“I heard that you had a conflict with someone at the Leaping Dragon Hotel. I was worried that you were bullied.” As he was speaking, he quietly took a few steps forward.

Is he joking? When have I, Janet Jackson, ever been bullied… Wait, how did he know about what happened to me at the hotel? Could it be that this man was stalking me? “How did you know what happened to me today?”

Before Janet could complete her sentence, she raised her eyes and looked at Mason, but she found him leaning toward her with squinted eyes. “Are you hurt?”

“No!” she replied almost instantaneously.

“I can smell the scent of blood!”

She didn’t know what to reply. Is this man a sniffer dog?

Upon seeing her eyes straying, he immediately understood and smiled. “I’m used to the smell of blood, so I’m sensitive to it.”

Upon hearing his words, she was momentarily at a loss for words. Then, she stopped pretending. With her hands on her abdomen, her pretty little face grimaced. “Can you leave now?” she quietly asked.

“Sure.” It was a reply that did not sound hesitant.

For an inexplicable reason, Mason’s answer made her feel rather depressed.

However, after a few seconds, the man’s sexy low voice was heard. “I’ll go and get you something to eat.”

Janet was a little speechless before she acknowledged his words and watched Mason leave.

She felt dizzy and really uncomfortable.

Mason walked up to her. Just when she was about to say something, his hand was placed on her cool forehead.

At that moment, it was like her words were lodged in her throat. All she could focus on was that warm palm on her forehead. “What are you touching?”

He had a stern expression on his face. “Your little face is flushed!”

“Oh.” She awkwardly pushed his hand away.

With his straight brows raised, his thin lips were suddenly by her ears. In a low and sexy tone, he said, “This was not how you treated me last night.”

Swish! She was blushing—all the way from her ears to her neck!

“Hmm, let me see whether your temperature has risen again.” Mason’s phoenix eyes narrowed as he squatted down and touched her forehead with his lips. “Why is your temperature rising again?”

She patted on his face impassively. “It’s getting hot in here!”

He was rendered speechless.