Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 137

Just moments before Mason paid for his purchase, something dawned upon him that prompted him to make his way back to the undergarment department and scanned his surroundings.

Henry and Sean first exchanged inquisitive glances before catching up with Mason. What greeted them next was the sight of Mason picking up a pink panty with his slender finger and eyeing it puzzledly. He was wondering what size Janet wore.

Henry couldn’t help but burst out laughing when he saw him. “Young Master Mason, I can see that you’re buying panties for our future sister-in-law. Hmm… what color do you have in mind?” Then, he took over that pink panty from Mason and started examining it.

Mason’s face turned sullen in an instant. Then, he walked out of the area and said to the cashier, “I’ll take all the panties except the one that the pervert is holding.”

Appearing affronted at once, Henry confronted Mason, “Young Master Mason, who are you referring to?” What he said cracked Sean up, thinking that it served Young Master Moss right for touching the stuff chosen by Young Master Mason.

Mason raised his brow at Henry and stared at him coldly. “How many women have you touched with your hands? They are disgusting.” Henry was left speechless. Shouldn’t he at least make some effort to protect his image in public?

one shopping bag after another into the car, the passersby eyed them curiously. In the meantime, Mason put on a pair of sunglasses because he

it back to Star High School, he took one panty of each size because he had no idea what size she wore. At first, he thought of giving her a call to ask her but he was too

the bed with her back facing the door inside and she seemed to have fallen fast asleep. Listening to her steady breathing, he walked over to her bed in light footsteps and then to the water

with a trace of caution. She turned around and found herself staring right into

her, surprised by her alertness as she could still hear his footsteps despite him having made

Janet rose to her feet and took the cup of water from him. “Why are you still

a roguish smirk, he bent down to stroke her beautiful pointed nose and taunted, “How cruel you are. You

threw a carrier bag onto the bed and muttered, “There are some new panties inside that you can change into.” Looking at her two crimson cheeks, he closed his eyes and turned around to face her

the problem? Is the size not right for you?” Mason parted his lips slightly and spoke in a slightly husky and alluring voice. His voice traveled slowly into the air which was charged

her heart which was usually as calm as a pool of still water. A tingling sensation surged through her body as though there were feathers brushing against her heart. “How am I supposed to get changed when you’re here?”