Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 215
Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 215
J covered her neck with her hands to stop Mason from trying to do anything else. Although her
words were meant toe out as a threat, it sounded hrious to Mason. He burst outughing and
wrapped his arms tightly around her. “I don’t see any issue in it since this isn’t our first time kissing,” he
whispered gently into her ear, tone brimming with affection.
“What did you say?” J blinked her eyes in bewilderment.
With a smirk, he chuckled. “I said your lips tasted very sweet!”
She shoved him back to his seat and turned her head away from him; her face alternated between
looking pale and blushing. Mason sighed at this. “Let me give you a ride home.” Then, he started the
engine of his car.
He remained quiet throughout the journey, not saying a word. The silence made her uneasy, just like
how one would feel if someone who had been constantly nagging in one’s life suddenly went missing.
So, she looked up and peeked at him. It was only after a long while and with much effort did she
manage to speak up, “I didn’t lie to you on purpose; I only decided to keep my identity as a secret so
things would be simpler. Also, I had no idea you would be in the race too.”
Mason was stunned when he heard her, astonishment flickering in his eyes. The very next second, he
roughly held her hand and gave it a peck before he muttered, “You’re forgiven but you are not allowed
to participate in any future races!”
The corners of J’s lips twitched when he did that and she slowly retrieved her hand. Then, she
narrowed her eyes and replied, “I know what I’m doing.”
Frustrated with her stubbornness, he chuckled. “You’re just trying to act tough.”
The atmosphere in the car was getting heated. Coupled with the fact that he was having his crush
sitting right beside him, Mason soon found his breathing getting more and more rapid. J, who could
sense him getting breathless, immediately turned her face toward the window.
Jackson Residence was just a hundred meters ahead of them. As soon as Mason stopped his car in
front of the mansion, J opened the car door immediately and got out of his car. The wind blowing
outside managed to cool her down slightly. Feeling distressed, she started massaging her forehead.
Staring out of the window at the girl outside, Mason got out of his car and blocked her way, trapping her
between his car and him. In a suggestive tone, he leaned close and muttered, “Would you like to give
us a try?”
Thinking of the various dangerous maneuvers that J had executed earlier and the way other men
eyed her with so much keenness and hunger, he couldn’t wait to hide such a talented girl like her away
so that she would belong to him exclusively.
J was stunned because it had never urred to her that the great Mr. Lowry would say something
like that to her. Not able to fully process his question, she stared at him with her eyes ssy and
blurted out instinctively, “I’m too young to date.”
Mason’s eyes filled with hope when he heard that. Fixing his gaze on her, he replied in a casual tone,
“At eighteen, there are many things you’re allowed to do.”
J was rendered speechless by his response. She was stunned for a few beats before she turned
around and made her way to the courtyard, her face flushing with embarrassment.
Staring at the back of her slender figure from afar, Mason could tell she was feeling shy as she actually
stopped several times along the way to stomp her feet in frustration. His face broke into a grin of
resignation and affection. What an adorable girl she was!
Meanwhile inside the Jackson Residence, Emily was sitting on the sofa when she saw J walking
into the living room, and her eyes couldn’t help but sh with disgust and hatred. J had almost
seeded in fooling everyone in ss A, including her, by iming that she had books written by
Rose. However, she was surprised to see J behaving as though nothing had ever happened when
she saw her.
Just as she was about to move her eyes away from J’s figure, she noticed a bright red bite mark
on her soft and tender neck. Does she have a boyfriend? Emily thought at once. Putting down the book
she was holding, she suddenly put on a worried expression and asked, “J, what happened to your
neck?”
Megan, who was sitting in the massage chair, looked up at J. As shrewd as she was, she managed
to spot the bite mark on her neck in one nce. Despite the ongoing massage session, Megan rose to
her feet and walked over to J, scrutinizing the bite mark. “J, have you got a boyfriend?” she
asked doubtfully.
Emily remarked sarcastically, “Mom, I’m sure that must be the case! If that wasn’t left by her boyfriend,
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