Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 447


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 447


    Have I seen this somewhere before? A scene at Leamore Lane on a particr night shed across her


    mind. The design of her mask in the window reflection looked quite simr to the one worn by the


    leader of ck Rain.


    Could it be… Just when she was about to piece the puzzle together, Mason called out to her, “J,


    get the gun. I will teach you how to use it.”


    He caressed her head and his voice was very gentle, which was a stark contrast to ck Rain’s


    unforgiving tone that she had heard that day.


    At that, she let out a sigh of relief, thinking that she must have been overthinking things. There are lots


    of masks of the same design in this world. I must haveplicated things out of nervousness.


    Noticing her nk gaze, he chuckled, amused at her expression. “What is it that you’re thinking? Are


    you scared?”


    As he spoke, he slid his hand around her waist and took the gun from her. She was shocked by his


    sudden movement and froze for a moment. “Nothing. Why would I be afraid?”


    In response, he smiled and looked at her, his eyes shining with determination. “Come here. I’ll teach


    you how to use a gun.”


    All this while, Sean had been standing behind them and had witnessed their exchange.


    At that moment, the group chat with a hundred members started to get heated again. There, Sean


    announced, ‘Young Master Mason is bringing Miss J to Markovia this time!’


    ck Python wasn’t very amused. ‘You’re overreacting. What’s so surprising about it? The two are


    basically glued together like Siamese twins!’


    White Python agreed with him. ‘I know, right? Did you not see how Young Master Mason doted on her?’


    Red Python joked, ‘Mr. Sean, looks like your observation is not as sharp as before. Time to retire, huh?’


    Strings ofughing emojis flooded the group chat after that. Upon reading thements, Sean


    became frustrated and anxious. ‘We’re in Markovia to fight for our cargo, and we’re heading straight to


    the underground casino. It’s very dangerous!’


    Shocked, ck Python lost his grip on his phone and it slipped onto the floor. ‘What? Young Master


    Mason actually agreed to bring her to such a dangerous ce?’


    White Python was confused as well and typed a string of question marks along with hisment.


    ‘She’s pregnant! That’s not a good decision!’


    Red Python finally sensed the urgency of the situation. ‘Mr. Sean, why didn’t you stop him? If Old


    Madam Lowry learns about this, you’re going to be in hot water!’


    Dumbfounded, Sean secretly grumbled to himself. F*ck, if I had known that Young Master Mason


    would bring along Miss J, I wouldn’t have reported the cargo incident to him! I would have asked


    ck Python and the gang to snatch the cargo back! If Miss J loses her baby, I won’t be spared as


    well. But now that things havee to this, Young Master Mason probably won’t listen to me anymore.


    Everyone in the group chat held the same opinion and advised Sean, ‘Mr. Sean, stop him! Tell him not


    to bring her along!’


    Upon seeing that, Sean took a nce at J and Mason in trepidation; Mason was currently teaching


    her how to use a gun.


    His legs shaking, he walked up to the couple and expressed his concern. “Miss J, don’t you think


    it’s not the right time for you to hold a gun?”


    Mason shot him an icy look. “What’s bad about it? Do you have any objections?”


    While she was holding the gun in her hand, she seemed to bepletely feeling at ease. She blew at


    the muzzle and asked Sean in azy tone, “What’s bad about it?”


    “N-Nothing. You look cool. Everything’s good. The gun suits you!” Sean waved his hands in a panic and


    stammered, “T-The silver on this gun goes very well with your fair hands. It’s a perfect match!”


    Upon hearing Sean’s jumbled words, Mason shed him a look with a hint of exasperation and hostility


    —a signal for him to get lost.


    Sean’s hand was shaking as he clutched his phone and scurried away to another seat at the side.


    Then, he typed into the group chat, ‘I’m dead! I’m dead! Not only did I not talk them out of it, I even


    offended Miss J!’


    After sending out the text, he nned to switch off his phone for his own peace of mind, but he


    suddenly received a text from Old Madam Lowry.


    ‘It’ste now. Is J asleep? Are you taking good care of her? As the oldest member of the Lowry


    Family, you should keep an eye on her and share Mason’s burden at work. Only then will he have time


    to spend with her.’


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    Sean stared at the text with his jaw hanging and wondered how to reply to her questions. Even though


    he was unable to pull himself out of his daze, he soon felt his fingers typing away on the phone.