Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 499
Mason curled his lips into a smile that did not reach his eyes. “Oh? What kind of looks? Tell us.”
Then, Black Python exaggeratedly described it. “Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. It was a look of admiration! It’s the first time I’ve ever seen them showing an expression like that! I think you’re probably a goddess to them by now.”
Janet lifted her gaze, seemingly unfazed. “I’m going to take a shower!”
“Okay, go ahead!” Mason responded lightly. Although he looked like he was in a good mood on the surface, she couldn’t help feeling that his smile was rather sinister!
She didn’t bother thinking too much about it. Picking up the clothes the man prepared for her in advance, she headed into the bathroom.
When he heard the bathroom door closing behind her, the smile on his face vanished immediately.
Sean and Black Python both said nothing. Then, Black Python wondered, Did I say something wrong? But, those soldiers were indeed admiring Miss Jackson! Right?
Mason took out a lighter followed by a cigarette from the cigarette pack. Lighting the cigarette, he took a deep drag on the cigarette and slowly exhaled out the white smoke. His voice was emotionless as he asked, “Why are you still here?”
Upon hearing those words, Sean and Black Python exchanged glances. Afterward, they walked out with their heads lowered. When Black Python closed the door behind him, he looked at Sean in bewilderment. “Mr. Sean, did I say something wrong?”
Sean did not respond. He glanced at Black Python indifferently before he turned around to leave. Black Python, you troublemaker!
15 minutes later, Janet came out of the bathroom. She used a towel to dry her hair as she glanced about suspiciously. “Where are the rest?”
“They left!” Mason lifted his gaze. Looking at her hair which was still dripping wet, he beckoned her over. “Come here; I’ll help you.”
Thus, she leisurely walked over to him and handed the towel to him. Mischievously blinking at him, she said, “Thanks!”
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