Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 715


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 715


    Currently, Reba was just like a puppet who couldn’t fight back at all.


    “That’s it!” Harrison’s movements became gentler since she stopped struggling.


    Reba stared at the ceiling, her gaze filled with desire and lust.


    On the other side, J bit her lips until they bled. She worked hard to keep a lucid mind as she


    stumbled and ran into the lounge.


    She locked the door once she walked into the lounge because she was afraid that the men from before


    would follow her.


    She continued biting her lips but she realized even the pain could not help her calm down.


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    Walking into the bathroom, she ced the showerhead into the bathtub before stripping her


    cheongsam off. Finally, she sat in the bathtub.


    The icy-cold water eased the scorching feeling slightly but a certain part of her body was still burning


    intensely.


    I have to give it to Reba—she truly has her way. She knew that I’d let my guard down slightly at


    Mason’s party. In addition to that, her drug was odorless and tasteless. I didn’t notice anything out of


    the ordinary at all. However, I have no idea what’s the type of the aphrodisiac and I can’t fabricate an


    antidote if I do not know the form of the drug. Besides, I can’t leave in such an embarrassing state.


    J shut her eyes and she tried to stop thinking about it.


    It was eleven and there was an hour to go before the party ended.


    While Mason was clinking sses with the guests, he would nce in J’s direction intermittently.


    She was just sitting there about 15 minutes ago but all of a sudden, she’s nowhere to be found. In the


    beginning, I figured that she had left to use the restroom but it has been 15 minutes. Something must


    be wrong if she hasn’t left the restroom.


    Therefore, Mason put his winess down and made his way steadily to Lara. “Where is Jan?” he


    asked.


    Lara blinked a few times while sipping the ss of red wine. “Are you referring to our Boss?” she asked


    na?vely.


    Mason nodded indifferently and he responded in a gravelly tone, “Yeah.”


    “She went to the washroom,” Lara blurted out.


    Nevertheless, she scowled when she said that. Something’s not right; it has been almost 20 minutes.


    Why isn’t she back yet? Could she be in trouble? “Sh*t!” Lara reacted swiftly and she dashed to the


    female’s restroom straight away.


    Mason followed closely and he wore a grave expression. He came to a sudden halt and waited outside


    the restroom.


    “Is she in there?” Mason’s breath caught in his chest when he saw Lara walking out alone.


    She shook her head in response. “No.”


    Mason looked down—his gaze was calm but he started emitting a cold aura.


    After thinking things through for a few seconds, he ran to the lounge immediately.


    However, he couldn’t open the door of the lounge. It was obvious that it had been locked from within.


    Mason’s expression darkened and he kicked the door open.


    The banquet was in full swing, so nobody noticed themotion nor his actions.


    Lara scanned the surroundings once the door was opened, whereas Mason ran into the bathroom


    straight away.


    He got a light whiff of the metallic scent of blood once he entered the bathroom; the woman whom he


    had been worried about was lying in the bathtub. Icy-cold water was spraying against her petite,


    flushed face. Her lips were caked with blood and her eyes were shut as she appeared to be suffering in


    silence.


    Nevertheless, Mason knew exactly what was happening when he touched her body.


    Lara panicked when she saw that, “Bo—”


    Before she could even finish the word, Mason interrupted her viciously, “Get out.” His voice was cold


    and distant as he shifted his body to block Lara’s view. Then, he picked J out of the bathtub.