Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife novel Chapter 717

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 717

With that, Mason carried Janet into the bathroom. He let out the lukewarm water from the bathtub before adding in cold water again.

Coincidentally, the tap stopped working and no water flowed out.

Mason’s gaze darkened and he spoke quietly, “I’ll carry you upstairs. Just bear with it for a moment.” Janet nuzzled against his chest and she moaned in discomfort.

Mason’s pupils dilated when he heard her moaning in his arms.

When the elevator ascended to the 15th floor, Mason ran into the president suite with Janet in his arms.

Placing her into the bathtub, he turned on the tap.

Janet looked up at him slowly and she commented with a hoarse voice, “It’s useless.”

I was immersed in icy-cold water for such a long time but to no avail. Although I do not feel as hot as before, I am still suffering. Recently, these aphrodisiac drugs have been becoming more common. In fact, there are thousands of its kind available in the market. It would most probably take four to five hours just to identify the type of drug in my system. In any case, the effects of the drug would disappear after that long anyway.

Mason pressed his lips together and his aura was turning cold and distant. Under normal circumstances, my imagination would have run wild when she’s stark naked and helpless. Nevertheless, I imagined our first time to be perfect because I do not want to have any regrets in the future. In any case, I can’t make a move when she appears to be suffering horribly right now. “Are you planning to just endure it until the feeling dissipates?” Mason closed his eyes to stop himself from staring at her.

Janet glanced at him and caught sight of his Adam’s apple by accident, her body immediately burning up with desire. She inhaled deeply before replying to him slowly, “Sedative.”

As long as I have a jab of sedative, I’d be able to fall asleep. My body might still be in agony but at least I wouldn’t be aware of it.

Mason nodded and he kissed her forehead. “Good girl. I’ll get somebody to send it up.”