Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 370


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 370


    Mason’s eyes darkened and his breathing was uneven. “I’ll leave once you’re asleep!”


    J fell silent for a moment before nodding her head. Then, she pulled the nket up and closed her


    eyes.


    It felt pleasant and sweet as the warmth of the setting sun fell on the big white bed.


    Watching her sleep peacefully on the white sheets put a small smile on his face.


    He pulled the nket up over her to ensure that she did not catch a cold. Brushing away the loose


    strands of hair around her face, his fingers traced across her full forehead and gently slid down.


    “Young Master Mason.” The housekeeper pushed the door open and walked in. She said softly, “We


    made this congee for Miss Jackson. Should we wake her up to eat it?”


    “Just leave it here for now. Warm it up again for her when she wakes up.” The expression on his face


    was indifferent.


    The housekeeper did not insist any further and quickly left the room, gently closing the door behind her.


    When the housekeeper left, J felt a pair of cold lips on her forehead. In a low and deep voice, he


    said, “Sleep well. I’ll be back soon.”


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    Then, she heard the soft click of the door as it closed, indicating that he was also out of the room.


    After making sure that he was gone, she got up at the speed of light and made a call to Lara. “Get a car


    toe get me at Lowry Residence’s courtyard.”


    On the other end, Lara replied, “Got it!”


    A few minutester, J was by the window with the ends of her red dress swaying in the wind. The


    corners of her lips gradually curled up. With the backlight shining against her face, it made her look


    stunning.


    Then, she leaped, the red hemline of her dress creating an arch in the air. In a blink of an eye, she was


    gone.


    ……..


    Meanwhile, inside some vi, Lara and Desire were circling J. “J, that Lowry guy will definitely


    recognize you if you dress like this!”


    Desire took a sniff at J then brought out a bottle of perfume from her own bag and sprayed it all


    over her. In a moment, the whole house was filled with the heavy scent of perfume.


    Scowling, J asked, “Why is the smell so strong?”


    Desire smirked. “That’s the point! If you put that on too, he will never be able to recognize you!”


    Her finger pointed at a smart outfit on the bed.


    It was really tacky.


    “No way!” J shook her head. She took out a ck blouse from the cupboard and went into the


    bathroom with it.


    Lara nudged Desire on the shoulder. “Where did you find such tacky clothes?”


    “I got it from a roadside stall. Picked the cheapest one they had!” Desire held back augh.


    A few minutester, J came out of the bathroom in a loose-fitting ck blouse tucked into a pair of


    straight jeans. It made her small waist look thinner and elongated her long legs.


    Walking to the side of the cab, she pulled out a gilded mask and put it on her face.


    The mask on her small face looked fitting and was not out of ce.


    “Let’s go. It’s about time!” J said with a smirk.


    Through the gloomy night scene, three women were traveling in a luxury car.


    Looking at the view outside, J could not help but feel slightly expectant.


    She looked forward to the day the MX and Sandfort City became established, and to the moment when


    she could tell him everything about herself.


    As night settled in, the clouds also grew thicker. It seemed like the moon was about to pierce through


    the clouds in preparation for the next storm.


    …


    In a conference room at Lowry Family Conglomerate, several imperative subordinates of the Lowry


    Family were sitting around the conference table.


    “An investment worth ten billion! The MX sure is a big spender!” ck Python ridiculed.


    “They have great power. They’re already known as the viin in Markovia, but that’s still not enough for


    them; they want to stick their foot in Sandfort City too!”


    “We don’t even know who the head of the MX is!”


    Low disapproving murmurs filled the chilly conference room.


    In the center, Mason had a deep frown on his forehead and exuded a hostile presence.


    At that moment, a green Rolls Royce pulled up in front of the Lowry Family Conglomerate.


    Three women stepped out of the car carrying an air of indifference about them.