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Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife novel Chapter 1025

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 1025

She took a deep breath. After convincing herself that this was the best option, she winced and reached into the man’s pockets.

She could feel the strong, lean muscles that coiled beneath the fabric of his pants. He clearly took care of his body—it was no wonder that he survived the lethal effects of the neurotoxin.

Meanwhile, when the man felt a hand pawing through his pockets, he grew alarmed and his eyes flashed open. The fear and shock were registered in his bewildered gaze.

Shadow 1 was taken aback by his abrupt awakening, but she recovered quickly. Her lips tugged upward in a smirk as she said, “You scared the hell out of me—I thought I was going to be scammed.”

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He pursed his lips as he swatted her hand away from his pocket. His throat felt dry and with some effort, he gritted, “Get away from me.”

Peter was revolted at the idea of being touched by a woman who was not Janet. More specifically, he hated being touched by the blue-eyed blonde before him.

There was something unnerving about her. She was a total stranger, but familiar at the same time, which made her all the more despicable.

Meanwhile, Shadow 1 was aggravated by the scorn in his voice. She glowered at him as she seethed, “Bold of you to assume that I’d listen to you. Maybe you should take a long, hard look in the mirror before asking me to get away from you.”

She was not expecting any retort from a man who had been poisoned. It seemed as if he was stronger than she thought.

The disgruntled man pursed his lips and asked, “Then, why are you groping me?”

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Rummaging through his pocket, Shadow 1 said witheringly, “I need the flashlight on your phone. I’m going to scavenge for food before we starve to death here.” As soon as she was done speaking, she pulled out his phone from his pocket and pressed on the buttons that ran on either side of the phone. The next moment, their faces were illuminated by the light from the phone.

“Call for help,” the man said hoarsely.

“Wow, why didn’t I think of that?” She drawled sarcastically as she cast him a sideways glance. “There’s no signal in this godforsaken place and your phone screen’s busted, so I can’t press the call button.”

Peter’s expression hardened as he heard that.

Shadow 1 gave him a look of disdain before pulling herself onto her feet. As she began to move away from him, she said coldly, “I’m going to look for sustenance.”

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