Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 1042


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 1042


    While Mason wanted nothing more than to get rid of these traitors for J, he knew that he could not


    do so at the expense of the MX.


    Mason was about to leave when Sean said, “Young Master Mason, you should know that Old Madam


    Lowry has already caught wind of Miss Jackson’s injuries.”


    Upon hearing this, Mason did not get out of his seat and instead froze in it. His brows drew together as


    he asked sourly, “How did she find out in the first ce?”


    Telling her about what happened to J will only make her panic.


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    Sean’s eyes were downcast as he answered, “I have orders from Old Madam Lowry to inform her of


    anything that happens to Miss Jackson. We wouldn’t dare disobey her orders.”


    With his head hung and his tone resentful, it was easy to see that Sean was torn between having to


    heed both Mason and Old Madam Lowry’s orders.


    Mason sighed and rubbed his temples in frustration.


    He was sure that there would be yet another havoc wreaked in the hospital today.


    When he returned to the VIP hospital room to find that J was not there, the devilish smile slipped


    off of his handsome face.


    Where’s J? I’ve only been out for a couple of minutes. How did she disappear so quickly?


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    Panicking, he ran over to the reception counter and demanded, “Where’s the girl in the VIP room?”


    “Young Master Mason, are you referring to Miss Jackson? She’s gone out for a walk with an elderly


    woman.”


    Upon hearing this, Mason let out a sigh of relief.


    An elderly woman? It must surely be the old madam.


    Mason had been getting so worked up over Corey that for a brief moment he believed that thetter


    had dropped by and taken J away from him.


    With a frown on his face, he shook off his nerves and headed out toward the yard.


    Meanwhile, out in the yard, Old Madam Lowry ced a hand over J’s and her eyes rimmed red


    once more as she said in a pained voice, “My poor little J—every time I see you, you’re covered in


    wounds and scars.”


    J didn’t know whether tough or cry when she saw that the older woman was about to burst into


    tears. “I’m fine, Old Madam Lowry.”


    “I simply don’t understand how anyone could hurt an angel like you, J.”


    “Stop worrying, Old Madam Lowry. The doctor said I’ll be as good as new after a couple days of rest.


    Besides, I’m already used to this.”


    Old Madam Lowry heaved a sigh and sped J’s hand tightly. “J, if anything happens to you, I


    don’t know how I’m going to face Mason’s parents.”


    She would never allow Mason to be in a rtionship with anyone new if J was gone. As far as she


    was concerned, J was the only girl worthy of being her granddaughter-inw.


    Then, the old madam chastised herself, No! I shouldn’t jinx it! J’s not gone—she’s here and she’s


    fine! She’s going to bear chubby sons and pretty daughters for Mason!


    J smiled but said nothing more.


    Meanwhile, Mason had only just walked into the yard when he saw two familiar figures, one of which


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    was an elderlydy who was hunched over and the other a petite girl.


    Old Madam Lowry was about to say something when she caught sight of Mason from her peripheral


    view. She chuckled slightly and said, “That punk is here.”


    J blinked, then turned to acknowledge Mason with a smile before letting out a smallugh. “Come


    over here, Mason.”


    Her voice was so soft and dulcet that the man found himself walking over to her obediently.


    “What are you doing here, Grandma?”


    Old Madam Lowry scoffed. “Why didn’t you tell me about what happened to J? I even have to hear


    about it from Sean!”


    Mason was silent for a moment and he nced at J as he said in a clipped tone, “The breeze is


    picking up. You should head inside before you catch a cold.”


    J looked at him with mute resignation. Not wanting toe off as rude in front of the old madam,


    she gave Mason’s hand a subtle squeeze and said, “I’m fine.”


    However, there was a hard edge to Mason’s voice as he ignored J and addressed the old madam


    expressionlessly, “I’ll bring J back to her room, Grandma. I’ll get Sean to drop you hometer.”


    Upon hearing this, Old Madam Lowry’s expression darkened.


    How dare this punk chase me away? How ungrateful of him! I’m not even here to see him—I’m here to


    see J!


    “Stop where you are,” Old Madam Lowrymanded, clearly outraged. Then, she turned to J and


    said gently, ‘J, go back inside. I need to have a few words with Mason.”


    J was hesitant but finally she nodded and said, “Okay.”