Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife novel Chapter 307

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 307

One of the maids noticed that Janet was looking around, so she asked, “Miss Jackson, are you looking for Young Master Mason?”

“Erm… No,” Janet answered her with a flushed face.

Instantly, the maid realized that Janet was too shy to admit it, so she purposely said to the maid next to her, “Young Master Moss is really free today. This morning, he came to the backyard with a bag of fresh meat to feed the wolves! Young Master Mason is with him too.”

“Yes. I saw him too. Those wolves are gaining some meat on them lately.”

The maids kept on chatting with each other harmoniously, but obviously, they were trying to attract Janet’s attention.

Listening to them, Janet grabbed some snacks on the table before walking lazily to the backyard.

The backyard of Lowry Residence was huge, covering several thousand square meters. At a glance, she could see a group of ferocious wolves inside a big metal cage.

At the moment, Henry was feeding them while Mason was lying down on a chair with his eyes half-closed.

With a turn of his head, Mason saw Janet slowly approaching him.

Therefore, he got up and walked toward her before stretching out his delicate fingers to caress her tender face. “How was your sleep last night?” he asked in a deep voice.

In the meantime, Janet’s face was getting more pink. “It’s fine.”

Her bedroom was fully equipped, so there was no doubt she had a good sleep.

When Henry was about to grab another bucket of meat to feed the wolves, he saw Janet so he walked over to greet her, “Mrs. Lowry, good morning!”

He looked at her with a playful expression while his voice carried a teasing tone.

Janet raised her brows and rolled her eyes at him before walking toward him. “These wolves look quite skinny,” she said calmly.

I never thought that Mason would be someone who raised wolves. I remember back then in the training camps of Markovia, there were also wolves raised by Morris.

Henry could see the interest on her face so he couldn’t help but ask, “Mrs. Lowry, do you want to feed them?”