Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife novel Chapter 690

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 690

Even as Janet listened to their praises, her face remained stoic.

As she had heard compliments like those multiple times, she was immune to their effect.

At that moment, a man was descending the staircase—he was dressed in a crisp white blouse and a black coat with a subtle golden lining.

It was clear that he did not put much effort into knotting his tie. His hair also appeared to be slightly tousled as well, but there was something curated about his look that one could not help but wonder whether he had done it on purpose.

Mason raised his brow, which only made him look more devilish and charming.

Oh my, it’s like these two beautiful people are made for each other! If only that vixen, J’Adore, did not come in between them, the maids thought wistfully.

Suddenly, there was a loud honk from outside the front door—one luxury car after another was driving toward the house.

The entourage that was arriving was grander than a presidential visit.

Janet crossed her arms and she leaned lazily against the wall to watch the fleet of luxury cars pulled up at the house. “Is there a need for this?” she asked with amusement.

Mason turned to look at her before he chuckled, “Just wait until we are married. I’m sure our entrance will be grander than this.”

She quipped as she raised her brow. “Who says that I’ll be marrying you?”

He was not annoyed; rather, he slowly sauntered toward where she stood and pulled her into his arms. “I’ll marry you if you ask for my hand!”

A small smile tugged on her lips; she looked at him with a mischievous glint in her eyes as she answered, “That’s more like it.”

Mason giggled. “Let’s go.”

Janet took the initiative to hug his waist before they boarded the black Rolls Royce together.

In the car, he gently squeezed her hand and asked, “Would it be okay for you to show up as yourself?”