Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 1047
Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 1047
Mason’s expression was impassive and his voice was icy as he said, “This is a rule of the Lowry
Family. There are no exceptions.”
Corey has gotten away. The man who had hurt Jan has gotten away.
For as long as he is still alive, he will be a ticking time bomb.
Mason couldn’t forgive anybody for letting this happen and he certainly couldn’t forgive himself. He had
promised J the best life, one in which she could be without fear or worry—he said he would do
everything to make this possible.
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And yet, he failed miserably to bring this promise into fruition.
Meanwhile, Sean turned to look at J with mute despair, as though silently asking her to plead his
case.
J shot him a meaningful look. “Give us some space. I need to have a few words with Mason.”
Once again, the hall fell silent.
Sean dared not make a move. He waited for Mason to say something but thetter remained silent, his
lips pressed into a hard line.
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J reached out and gave Mason’s fingers a subtle squeeze. “Get them to step down for a bit,
hmm?”
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Her kitten-like behavior made it hard for the man to say no, and there was no point resisting. His lips
twitched and he turned his stony expression toward his men as he ordered, “Step down. We’ll talk
about thister.”
“Understood,” Sean responded, then straightened and led his men away.
Before long, J and Mason were the only two left behind in the hall.
His icy gaze softened as it fell on her. He then said in a resigned tone, “Babe, you know there are rules
to follow in the Lowry Family. You shouldn’t have asked for mercy on their behalf.”
J raised her brows and her demeanor shifted to one of insouciance as she mused witheringly, “Oh
—you mean these rules are exclusively reserved for the Lowry Family? Does that mean I’m not a part
of the Lowry Family?”
The man choked and grew flustered. “No; that’s not what I meant, Babe.”
“So what are you trying to say?” Her eyebrows cocked once more. “If I’m not mistaken, you said that
those are family rules and I’m not supposed to intervene. You’ve as good as told me that I’m not a part
of your family.”
Realizing that she was going to stubbornly hold that against him, Mason sighed inwardly and
conceded, “Fine; I’ll do as you say and not punish them.”
I have to cate her no matter what, even if it means going against rules.
Upon hearing this, J smirked. “I thank you on their behalf.”
Abruptly, his deep voice resonated close to her ear. “I’m sorry, Babe.” He lowered his gaze and his
brows drew together as he continued, clearly ming himself for what had happened, “I let Corey get
away. I couldn’t get rid of him for you.”
“Is that the reason why you got angry?” she asked softly as she reached out to hold his hand.
He met her gaze and nodded, humming tly in response.
She sat down on the bench, looking decidedly unbothered. “It doesn’t matter. Corey has no power
outside of Markovia. Even if he got away, we can still take out the trash that’s been piling up in the
organization.”
When the man heard this, he stiffened and looked at her in surprise. “You know about that?”
She let out a smallugh as she eyed him with amusement. “Know about what?”
“About the other organizations turning their backs on you,” he answered.
“Yeah, and it’s time to shake things up a bit, don’t you think?”
She might have been hospitalized for a while now, but it didn’t mean that news would escape her.
Besides, it wasn’t as though something as groundbreaking as this would not reach her ears at some
point.
Mason grew grim and when he reached out to sp his hand around hers, he said in a steel-like voice,
“I’ll go with you.”
She considered this, then nodded. “Alright.”
On the ne, Corey pulled the cursed wig off of his head and threw it on the ground.
“What’s wrong, Mr. President?” the subordinate asked, wary as he approached the angry man.
Corey’s lips were pressed into a hard line.
He had never been so humiliated in his entire life. He was a seven feet tall man but today, he had to
disguise himself as a woman just so he could hide and slip away from the watchful gaze of a little girl. If
the other leaders found out about this, he would never be able to live the shame down.
He gritted his teeth as a dark and menacing look twisted his features. “I swear I’ll have my revenge on
you, J’Adore.”
He calmed down after what felt like a long moment, and said, “Contact Miss Rocher and tell her that I’ll
be dropping by to visit her personally.”
It had been nearly half a month since hest saw her. He wondered if there was any progress with the
virus that he had asked her to curate.
“Got it.”