Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 32

After all, there was no way S would give up his location so easily.

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After school, Janet stopped by the herbs market to buy the ingredients needed to make soup for Old Madam Lowry. However, it was only when she reached Sandfort Private Hospital did she find out that the elderly lady had returned home. She had no choice but to make her way to Lowry Residence. After giving the elderly lady another acupuncture treatment, Janet noticed that her condition had improved tremendously from the last time she visited her.

“Do have some herbal soup before you sleep.”

The elderly lady nodded happily at Janet. As she liked Janet a great deal, she was willing to do everything she said.

After making sure that the elderly lady had finished the herbal soup, Janet thought it was time for her to leave. “I should get going. Please ask Mason to give me a call if you experience any discomfort,” she urged.

As obedient as a puppet, the elderly lady nodded at her. Janet then closed the door gently and left the bedroom. Almost immediately, an aroma of food wafted in the air and entered her nostrils. Out of curiosity, she glanced down at the living room before dashing to the kitchen. She was greeted by the sight of a man with a tall and muscular build.

Lowry Residence. What was even more staggering

facing Janet, curled the corners of his lips up slightly into a smirk. Hmm… she’s here. “How

after having the herbal soup.” My god! She had to admit that Mason had a really attractive body! Not only was he tall, his body was muscular and well-toned, especially his chest and abdomen; he also had an Apollo’s Belt! Janet cleared her throat before

look that

so mesmerized by his body that she had

you are!” Janet cleared her throat awkwardly,

chuckled in response. “This is my home; shouldn’t I be allowed to

was transfixed by the depth of his penetrating stare. As he edged closer, her heart started to thump fast, turning her speechless. He must be a fiend because every single movement of his was alluring and captivating. She reckoned

it smell?” Mason moved the dish

she had yet to have her lunch after taking two hours to brew the herbal soup for Old

ahead and wash your

rare crimson patches on her cheeks, her heart beating a mile a minute. She was very disappointed in herself for reacting in this way in the presence of a good-looking

to accept his kind gesture in return for her painstaking effort in treating Old Madam Lowry.

Mason deliberately brought up the question so that he could observe