Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 334
Janet was speechless.
Just then, Black Python walked in with a first aid kit in his hand.
He bowed and said, “Young Master Mason, the people at the infirmary want us to return this as soon as we’re done with it.”
“I got it,” he replied while his hands busily searched through the first aid kit.
He poured some ointment on a cotton bud and instructed, “Lift your hand.”
Meanwhile, Janet kept her eyes fixed on his bony fingers. For a brief moment, she felt his breath falling on the top of her head.
It was warm.
Surprisingly, she obediently opened her hand and let him apply the medicine.
He moved gently, and both his movements and eyes were filled with tender love.
“Are you done?” she asked in a soft voice.
“Almost. Just a minute.”
In less than two minutes and with his first-aid skills, her hand was bandaged up.
“You don’t have to remove it until it’s all recovered,” he mumbled with a slight wariness in his voice.
To Janet’s understanding, it was precautionary advice.
Instead of replying to him, she put her hand on his shoulders and jumped off the table.
“Thanks. I should get back to class now.” She lifted her bandaged hand, neither hating it nor loving it.
“Okay, go on.” Mason was putting everything back in the first aid kit. Before Janet left, however, he teased in a deep voice, “No matter how strong you are, there will always be times when you’d have to submit to me.”
She froze in place. A few seconds later, her face turned a bright red as she lifted her foot and stepped on him.
Through gritted teeth, she said, “Hooligan.”
I’m never coming to this office again.
When she left, Mason patted his flushed face. That was embarrassing.
Watching her storm off, his lips curled up slightly. It was only in those moments when he could win over her.
Red Python, Black Python, and Sean exchanged glances with each other then smiled in gratification.
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