Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 1026
Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 1026
A look of disdain shed in Shadow 1’s eyes as she sneered, “Didn’t you say it was unsanitary to share
food? You took a bite out of the bamboo shoot and you’re giving it to me now. Mr. Peter, haven’t you
heard of the saying—do not do to others what you don’t want to be done to you?”
Upon hearing that, the man let his hand hang in mid-air for a bit before he withdrew his arm and ced
the bamboo shoot aside. I’ll save it for when I’m hungry, he thought grimly. After all, he was unsure how
long he would be trapped here.
She observed his actions and let out a smallugh. “Most people would have died within ten minutes
after being exposed to the military’s neurotoxin, but you’ve managed to survive the night. It seems
you’re stronger than I thought.”
He chuckled dryly and made no attempt to deny her statement. He did not have any other symptoms
other than fatigue and he was smirking as he mused, “As you can see, the military’s so-called
neurotoxin is over-glorified.”
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Shadow 1 pressed her lips into a thin, hard line. “The military’s neurotoxin is one of the most poisonous
substances in the world. For you to survive its lethal effects would mean that there is something more
lethal in your bloodstream.”
Peter merely shrugged at that. He then curled his lips into an insouciant smile. “Probably.” After all, he
had taken dozens of poisons from all over the world. His body was as good as immune to toxic
substances. “We should probably get some sleep. We can figure out a way to escape when morning
It was impossible for them to make their way out in the dark of the night and the little light on his mobile
phone was too weak to be of any real use. Neither of them broke the silence that ensued. In the quiet
of the rubble that surrounded them, they could hear each other’s heartbeats.
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The next morning, the air was thick with cool morning mist. Peter was asleep when he heard a hissing
sound close to him and when he felt a sharp pain on his leg, he opened his eyes. There was a small
snake biting his ankle. He pulled out his gun immediately and aimed a shot at the snake’s head.
Startled by the gunshot, Shadow 1 bolted upright and looked over at the man next to her, demanding,
“What happened?” As soon as she asked, her eyes fell onto the grotesque image of a halved snake on
the ground.
Her gaze darkened and flickered over to the wound on Peter’s ankle. “Were… you bitten by the
snake?” How much bad luck could one man have?
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He frowned and lowered his head as he peered at the wound on his ankle. It was oozing blood and he
was not sure if the snake was venomous. His vulnerability evoked her sympathy and she leaned closer
to him as she offered, “Here, let me take a look. Does it hurt?”
Peter blinked at the gentle tone of her voice. Then, he shook his head slowly. “It doesn’t hurt.”
The blood was red and the flesh that was left exposed by the wound appeared pinkish. Based on her
experience, there was no venom in the snake’s bite. She had to admit that she felt a sense of relief, but
she maintained a cool and distant tone as she dered, “The snake wasn’t venomous. Don’t worry.”
“Okay,” he replied. He was about to follow up with a word of thanks, but when he saw her face at close
distance, his eyes darkened. Her face…
Shadow 1 stiffened and backed away from him. She eyed him warily as she asked, “What are you
doing?”
Peter was still staring at her with his lips pressed into a hard line. The more he stared at her without
him saying or doing anything, the more she wanted to shrink away from him. She felt a shiver run up
her spine as she demanded unhappily, “If you have something to say, say it.”
Peter looked at her darkly and said in a deep voice, “Your skin is cracking.”
Taken aback by his words, Shadow 1 touched her face. A hyper-realistic face mask like this would only
right, her mask was beginning to fall apart and it would only be a matter of time before it peeled off to
reveal her true identity.
Meanwhile, Peter could see the panic that flooded her eyes. It was just as he had thought—the woman
before him did not really look the way she did. That isn’t what she really looks like! Is she using a
hyper-realistic face mask?
Peter paused before he asked tentatively, “Are you perhaps using a hyper-realistic face mask, Miss
Shadow 1?”
Shadow 1 twitched and she quickly avoided his gaze. She tried to keep her voice even as she
answered, “I have no idea what you’re talking about, Mr. Peter.”
“Is that so?” He let out a dry chuckle.