Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 722
“Please relax.” Mason chuckled.
When he smiled, his almond-shaped eyes were in the shape of crescent moons—it was as dark as a deep well and had the ability to draw people to him.
Janet involuntarily shuddered and she closed her eyes to avoid looking at him.
Once her body started to relax, he bent down to continue applying the medication for her.
Just when he was about to retrieve his finger, he deliberately curled it upward against her soft and tender flesh. His action caused her to immediately tremble.
Mason smirked as he asked, “Do you want more?”
Seeing that he was done with applying the medication, Janet swiftly wore her clothes before covering herself with the blanket. She pulled the covers up high; only her phoenix eyes were seen as it glared at him in fury.
He seemed especially refreshed and happy. “We went overboard for the first time. We will have another go at it once you’ve rested for a few days.”
Another go at it? Janet glowered without answering him.
Mason took some paper towels to wipe the cream away from his fingers. “I found out who drugged you,” he stated calmly.
I left early in the morning to instruct my subordinates to investigate everything that Janet consumed last night. The final target was a glass of boiled water. True enough, it turns out that Rebecca Davis, the daughter from the Davis Family, came into contact with the glass of water. Luckily, I was on high alert, so I exchanged my glass of red wine with hers. If everything went according to plan, my guess is that Rebecca has been drugged by the same aphrodisiac. Let her reap what she has sown.
“It was Rebecca,” Janet said, but her tone indicated that she was merely stating a fact, not asking a question.
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