Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 85


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 85


    Sean straightened his posture and immediately left the ce.


    Henry was unfazed by Mason’s snarl, wanting to see the kind of charm that J had, which enticed


    the Lowry Family’s sessor.


    Upon seeing that Henry was standing still, Sean instantly dragged him away with his arm around the


    latter’s neck. “Young Master Moss, please forgive me for being rude!”


    He would rather offend Henry than his master.


    In that short while, she had already popped open the wine bottle. With trembling hands, she poured the


    wine into a ss.


    Mason narrowed his eyes in a menacing manner and unrelentingly pressed on. “Those brats you


    meant… are they boys or girls?”


    She was engrossed in observing the wine in her hands and did not answer him.


    When he walked to her to grab the wine bottle, she already drank half a bottle of it.


    J raised her eyes and looked at the man before her in a pitiful manner as she mumbled, “You are a


    bad man!”


    She looked exactly like a kid whose toy was being taken away from her.


    Upon hearing that, the man’s chiseled thin lips curved upward into a beguiling arc.


    Those who were close to J all knew that she excelled in everything except drinking. Her alcohol


    tolerance was weak—and just a tad bit of it would be enough to transform her into an obedient little


    rabbit who would do anything that she was told.


    In a daze, she looked at the eyes of the man in front of her. They seemed like an ancient well—


    bottomless, mysterious yet mesmerizing.


    She murmured, “Really beautiful.”


    “Beautiful?” The man, who had a bewitching smile, was suddenly stunned. With his eyebrows raised,


    the corner of his lips gently curled up. “Is he the most beautiful man you have ever seen?”


    Her face was flushed red before she whispered, “No.”


    Mason’s question was initially a joke, but upon hearing that, the smile on his face suddenly froze. He


    then leaned over toward her and his cold fingersnded on her cheeks. Although there was a trace of


    ruthlessness in his husky voice, his voice still sounded incredibly deep and sexy. “Then, who’s the most


    beautiful person you have ever seen?”


    J furrowed her brows, as if she was seriously contemting his question. “I think it’s Monalisa.”


    …


    It was a rare asion where Mason was rendered speechless.


    His fair slender fingersnded on her face, gently stroking her faintly heated cheeks. “It’ste. Why


    didn’t you head home instead of looking for me?”


    “Looking for you… Why did Ie to look for you?” She was stunned for a few seconds, dumbfounded


    by his question. After a while, she had a sudden realization. “I’m here to visit Old Madam Lowry… to


    paint.”This is property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    The grin on his face instantly froze. So, it turns out that the youngdy is not here because she misses


    me? “To paint?”


    J firmly nodded.


    Mason had no idea why she had suddenly said so; he merely thought that she spoke nonsense since


    she was drunk.


    However, her silly yet adorable side tempted him to be a bully. “J, do you think that I’m important to


    you?” His gaze was fervent and his attitude was adamant—he was determined to get an answer out of


    her.


    She nodded at first, but then shook her head in denial after a few seconds. “So-so!”


    As she was speaking, she softly burped.


    Mason smiled, pressing his thin lips. He was quite satisfied with the answer ‘so-so’, but at the same


    time, he wondered whether the youngdy treated everyone in the same way. “How about Sean?”


    Sean, who had heard his name from the corner of the staircase, almost stood up and answered.


    However, he managed to make sense of the situation in time. This is an upational disease!


    J shook her head and did not change her answer.


    Her reaction made Mason feel delighted as it was a solid evidence that he had a special ce in her


    heart.


    The next second, the man gently took her into his arms. “J!” He lowered his eyes and uttered in a


    soft voice. “I want to bully you.”


    His words startled Sean and Henry, making the two of them turning to him almost instantly. What does


    Young Master Mason mean by ‘bully’?


    “Mason…” Just when J’s lips were parted, Mason pressed his lips against hers in a light and gentle


    manner, as if she was his most precious jewel.