Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 369


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 369


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    Moving in his seat, Mason reached out to grasp J’s ankle all of a sudden. “Where?” He looked up


    at her intently while pointing at her ankle and asking in a low voice, “Here?”


    She was stunned. Who would have thought that he would massage her leg for her?


    This is so awkward…


    He nced at her then muttered, “The shoes might not be a good fit for you. I’ll get someone to make


    you a pairter.”


    She kept her lips pressed into a straight line.


    As the car drove further away, she became tense again.


    His cold hands against her leg felt surprisinglyforting. He moved gently, as though he was


    caressing a precious gemstone.


    “Does it feel better now?” His profound gaze met hers.


    “Y-Yeah… It feels a lot better now!” She let out a smile. Her eyes glimmered as though there was an


    infinite number of stars in them.


    While he looked at her, it felt like a hole could burn right through her. She looked up at him after a


    moment of hesitation and he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.


    Her face started to blush and her voice sounded forced. “I…”


    “What’s wrong? Where does it hurt?” His eyebrows shot up as he asked in a concerned voice.


    Red Python and ck Python did not cast a single nce in the backseat out of fear that they might


    stumble upon an unwanted sight.


    They did not want to look to save themselves.


    “I want to go back!” J stated. There was a hint of uneasiness in her voice that was undetectable.


    After giving it some thought, she noted that Mason would normally take her home right away if she did


    not feel well. But today, he questioned her and even massaged her leg for her. It was definitely not the


    usual protocol.


    “It won’t affect you!” Mason chuckled. “If you can’t walk, I’ll carry you.”


    Such a blunt statement, yet it made her ears turn red.


    Beast! He’s an utter beast!


    Her heart started beating rapidly, but deep down, she was unhappy with him.


    Rolling her eyes at him, she got up and ced her face right by his ear. The corners of her pink lips


    lifted and she drawled, “It hurts there! I just want to go home.”


    Her words were to the point but it made his eyes grow more profound. In a low and shaky voice, he


    asked, “There?”


    “Yes,” she muttered then turned her reddened face out the window.


    During the whole ride, her hands were ced over her stomach and she looked like she was in pain.


    Putting the deal with the MX aside, he drove her straight back to Lowry Residence and ordered the


    housekeeper to make her some brown sugar ginger tea.


    Being under his watchful gaze, she reluctantly took a few sips of tea.


    When she was about to put the cup down, she looked up to find that he was standing right in front of


    her.


    It was as if he would not leave if he did not see her finish that cup of tea.


    “Don’t you have a negotiation to go to?” Her eyes flickered up at him.


    She did her best to find a reasonable excuse but it only backfired on her.


    Now, she had to drink that big bowl of bitter substance.


    “Nothing is more important than you!” Their eyes met. “Tens of billions can’tpare to how much you


    are worth to me.”


    His words left her dumbfounded. A warm, fuzzy feeling started to grow in her chest that made her feel


    pure bliss.


    A momentter, she wrapped her frail hands around his neck. After smiling at him, she pressed her lips


    against his.


    His eyes widened in an instant. Holding the back of her head, he gave her a passionate kiss.


    “You should get back to work. I can take care of myself,” she stated in a vague tone with an eyebrow


    raised at him.