Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife novel Chapter 376

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 376

“No!” Janet shook her head. “I just came out of the shower.”

But he did not give her a chance to refuse and pulled her straight into the bathroom.

“I… Mason… I took a shower already. I don’t need to shower again!”

The housekeeper was passing by in the corridor. When she heard the ambiguous sounds coming from inside the room, she immediately blushed and walked away.

How did Miss Jackson appear so suddenly?

…….

Ten minutes later, Janet came out as the winner in that battle. She managed to escape from the bathroom and headed downstairs with a growling stomach.

“Miss Jackson!” The housekeeper, who was put in charge of taking care of her, looked at her in shock. “H-How are you coming down from there? I just…”

She was unable to get her words out properly.

Meanwhile, Janet raised her eyebrows and chuckled. “I’ve been upstairs the whole time. You just missed me.”

“Is that so?” The housekeeper scratched her head and was unable to comprehend the situation. She had even checked several times earlier. Only when she was certain that Janet was not in her room did she call Mason. Was I mistaken?

Seeing Janet standing in front of her in one piece, she finally released the breath she was holding. Forget it. As long as Miss Jackson is fine, that’s all that matters. Maybe I really was mistaken.

…….

In the morning when the sky was still dim, Janet slowly opened her eyes.

She moved and tried to inch her way out of his embrace. Throughout the night, she had struggled to get any air from being held in his arms.

It seemed like she had caused him great distress last night which, in effect, instilled in him the fear of losing her.

At the side, her phone suddenly lit up and she realized that Abby had sent her a message last night.

Abby: ‘Janet, Class F is having a banquet tomorrow afternoon at the Four Seasons Hotel.’

Feeling her hair, Janet then turned the screen off.

“What’s wrong?” Mason’s eyes were not open. He was still hugging her thin waist with a lazy look on his handsome face as he asked in a hoarse voice, “Who sent you a message this early in the morning?”