Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 795
Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 795
“Also, I won’t ever agree to her requests to meet up again.” After the man finished speaking, his
slender hands gripped J’s shoulders in agitation.
J’s fingers twitched slightly, and herplexion paled. After a long while, she finally uttered, “It
hurts.”
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“What’s wrong?” Mason vaguely sensed that something was wrong with her. Did she injure her
shoulder? Thus, he immediately moved to remove her clothes to check her injury.
Panicking, she immediately took several steps back. Even so, her voice was low and indifferent as she
exined, “I identally bumped into one of the waiters at the restaurant.”
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His instincts told him that things were not as simple as she indicated. Therefore, he became flustered.
“Jan, let’s go back to the room. I’ll massage it for you.”
She became annoyed by his persistence. “I’m a doctor. Don’t you think I would know my own physical
condition?”
“But—”
With no other choice, she took the initiative to hold his hand and sat down at the dining table. “Where’s
the soup you mentioned? I feel like drinking it now.”
Upon hearing those words, the man frowned before turning to the chef standing by the side and saying,
“Reheat the soup.”
“Yes, sir.”
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It was windy tonight. As the night breeze blew by, Mason’s fluctuating emotions finally calmed down.
He finally had the time to clear his mind and think as he quietly watched the girl sitting at the dining
table. When his gazended on her shoulder, his enchanting eyes narrowed slightly. If I remembered
correctly, Rose injured her shoulder too. Moreover, it was a bullet graze wound. If my sense of smell
isn’t wrong, I smelled a medicine used to treat graze wounds caused by metal objects on Jan just now.
All of a sudden, he was reminded of the kiss in the afternoon. Then, his gaze shifted to her pale lips.
That feeling… I don’t think I’m wrong!
By the time J finished eating supper, it was close to 1 AM. She stretched and prepared to go
upstairs to sleep. Before she could stand up, the man next to her spoke up briefly. “I took the day off for
you. Have a good rest tomorrow; don’t go to school.”
She considered it for a moment, then she nodded. “Okay. I’m going upstairs to sleep.”
“Okay.” The man stood motionless, staring at J’s back. His eyes darkened slightly.
Inside the study, the man leaned back in his ck leather chair and rubbed his eyes. All of a sudden, a
knock came from outside. He sat up straight and coldly said, “Enter.”
Sean approached tremblingly. “Young Master Mason.”
Mason lifted his gaze indifferently and asked in a low and hoarse voice, “Did you find anything at the
scene? Who sent those assassins?”
Sean shook his head helplessly. “The scene was a mess; there was no evidence to be found.
Moreover, they all died cleanly. I have no leads to investigate.”
He had expected those results—the other party would not leave behind any clues since they came
prepared. Besides, the scene had been damaged so badly that there was no way anybody could
survive the explosion. Therefore, it remained unknown as to whether the assassins had been targeting
him or Rose. Aside from those questions, he had another doubt in his heart. Moreover, he wanted to
know the truth behind his suspicions more than anything else.
“Sean,” the man sitting in the ck leather chair called out suddenly. He sounded confused and
puzzled.
“Yes, Young Master Mason?” Sean respectfully bowed.
“Do you believe… that two people can bepletely identical in all aspects except their faces?”
Sean’s eyes widened slightly at those words. “Young Master Mason, what do you mean?” Is Young
Master Mason talking about Miss Jackson and Rose?
In the next moment, what Mason said confirmed Sean’s suspicions. Mason said, “Jan is very good at
racing. And… so is Rose.”