Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 823


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 823


    J lifted her head awkwardly and stammered, “Did you watch the live broadcast?”


    Mason scoffed at her. “I was so close to rushing in and grabbing you out of there without a disguise just


    to see who would still dare covet you.” Who would still dare covet my woman?


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    She couldn’t hide her smile. “They didn’t mean anything behind it. If I had actually agreed to it, they


    wouldn’t necessarily dare to lift their shirts for me to sign!”


    Under her identity as Rose, she did not have many male fanspared to her identity as Sweet Tune.


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    Ny percent of Sweet Tune’s fans were male. Mason would ooze with jealousy if he found out!


    “I won’t allow that. Now that they know you have a boyfriend, I will burn anyone who dares to ask for


    such a request again.” His face was serious, and his voice didn’t sound happy.


    Rolling her eyes at him, she reached out to squeeze his big palm and draw circles on it with her


    fingertip. “Don’t be jealous now.”


    Wasn’t it clear who she belonged to?


    “Hmph.” He kept his eyes on the barrage ofments on the live broadcast ying on the screen


    inside the car and ignored her.


    Sean who was driving seemed to have noticed. Casting a side nce at thements on the live


    broadcast, he only sawments such as ‘I want to marry you, Rose’ and ‘I like you, J’ on the


    screen.


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    It was no wonder the man in the backseat was furious.


    With a smirk, Sean quickly stretched out and turned off the screen inside the car.


    Noticing his action, J slid her finger across Mason’s chest lightly. “The live broadcast is turned off


    now. Are you still jealous?”


    “Comfort me,” he said shamelessly.


    Getting up, she held his neck and whispered, “How should I do that?”


    There was some movement in his throat. He grabbed her small hand and pressed it against his sturdy


    chest. “What do you think?”


    Inching closer toward him, she ced her warmth against his neck and sighed. “Like this?”


    With a snap, thest restraint in his mind broke.


    Her warmth traveled from his neck to his limbs. Not only was his upper body heating up, but his lower


    body was in even more agony. At that moment, his stone-cold heart was also starting to boil.


    His gaze fell on her yful pink lips, and he could not help but want to ravage them.


    After cing a light peck on his lips, she moved away as quickly as a dragonfly.


    His eyes lit up. Squeezing her waist, he put her on hisp and kissed her slowly from the corner of her


    lips down to her neck.


    Meanwhile, at the Royal Academy of Music in Yobril, Emily was standing in front of the restroom mirror


    and staring at her miserable face.


    m! Out of frustration, she drove a fist into the mirror violently.


    No wonder J generously gave out over thirty autographed copies of ‘Warm de’ when we were


    still in Star High School. When it was sold out all over the world, she was able to give out over thirty


    signed copies. Why… Why didn’t it ur to me at the time that J was Rose herself? But why did


    J have to pretend that she was not Rose? Had it been her n all along to make a grand surprise?


    Did she want to give me a big p across the face? A woman like her is just too fcking calcting. She


    is the definition of a btch!


    Moreover, Megan must be beyond delighted to find out that J is Rose.


    What did it mean to be the chairperson of the Writers Association? In the world of literature, it was


    simr to being the president of the Music Association.


    Emily, however, was still a student under Hilbert. Who knew when she would be president!