Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife novel Chapter 992

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 992

Janet ate the piece of meat while she answered indifferently, “Oh, it’s fine now.”

“Huh?” Mason put his bowl and chopsticks down to look at her.

She took a bite of the vegetables and finished chewing it before she spoke again, “In that case, where were you, Mr. Lowry? You better quickly tell me.” I am quite curious about the development of his investigation.

He picked up his chopsticks to continue placing different dishes into her bowl. He answered her calmly, “I managed to investigate, but I want to get rid of the root cause, so I will need more time.”

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Janet did not expect such quick progress in the matter. She placed her chopsticks down to stare at the deep, dark circles around his eyes. “Don’t exhaust yourself. You have to pace yourself.”

Mason held her petite hand with a smile. “It is worth it.” Everything is worth it for her sake. Right now, as I look at her fingers, somehow, I feel as though something is missing. After a life-and-death experience, I am convinced that I can’t lose her. Maybe I will promise her my life after this matter has been resolved, but I wonder if she’ll agree. He chuckled in a rumbling voice—his laughter was filled with love and tenderness for Janet.

Her fingertips felt ticklish from his touch, so she quickly withdrew her hands. Then, she hid her embarrassment by masking it as a yawn.

Janet’s phoenix eyes appeared tired.

“Be a good girl and head upstairs for a shower. You need to sleep soon.”

She nodded while leaving the dining table to make her way up to the second floor.

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She was too exhausted to use the bathtub; instead, she planned to take a quick shower before heading to bed.

Just when she was removing her last piece of clothing, somebody opened the bathroom door suddenly.

Janet looked up sleepily and before she realized what was going on, she saw Mason walking into the bathroom. He was half-naked from the waist up and his trousers had wet patches.

She was slightly confused. “I am not done with my shower…”

“Invitation, my a*s.” Janet rolled her eyes at him. “Don’t try to blame me when you are in the mood for this.”

Mason chuckled in amusement when he heard her accusations. “Yes. Yes, I want it. Well, do I have your permission?” he asked in a deep voice.

She did not answer him; instead, she raised her leg to kick his chest lightly.

Janet’s fair and small foot traced lightly against Mason’s body. I am not a man if I do not do something under such circumstances.

He reached out to grab her foot and he pulled her down to his lower body. Mason mumbled in a husky voice, “Babe…”

Since he did not look like he was in a rush anymore, Janet snorted lightly at him, “Mason.”

“I do not like that name.” Mason’s hands froze and he pinched her waist gently before he added. “Call me something else.”

She was at a loss for words.