Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 277

Mason’s gaze slowly turned from the gown to Janet before he calmly said to the sales person, “83, 59, 78”.

Upon hearing that, the salesperson was stunned for a few seconds before understanding what he meant. “Alright, I understand.”

He looks handsome and seems rich, and more importantly, he remembers his girlfriend’s measurements. He’s such a good man. The salesperson couldn’t help but praise the man in her heart.

Janet was initially shopping for clothes when she suddenly heard a series of familiar figures from Mason.

A few seconds later, something clicked as she realized what the figures represented. Feeling speechless, she was sulking while glaring at him. How am I supposed to enjoy myself with him after this? He even knows my measurements? Is he a pervert?

Upon noticing her unusual glare, he quietly chuckled. She is… shy again.

After a while, the salesperson took a gown in Janet’s size from their storehouse and handed it to her.

Janet was at a loss for words and she initially intended to reject it, but the man persuaded her otherwise. “Just give it a try. We don’t have to buy it if it doesn’t suit you.”

the spot between her brows before taking the red gown into the changing

could not pull up the gown’s zipper. It was

help while in the changing room, hoping that the

if everyone outside was dead—not even one person

the door to the changing room was

not try to cover herself and calmly uttered, “Hello, can

the gods, she had a fair, delicate, yet toned back, leaving him breathless at the sight. In fact, he tried calling out for her a couple of times, but thanks to the soundproofed changing room, he never got a reply. Her luscious back was indeed breath-taking, causing a hint of astonishment to flash across his eyes. She is

any movement, Janet was prepared to turn and have a word

about to do so, he suddenly stepped forward and pulled the zipper at her back, speaking in a low and husky

voice,

a moment or an opportunity for something. Gazing at Janet’s face

their scent lingering

she took a few deep

as she was about to turn, her waist was held, causing her to

was then heard. “Don’t move.