Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife novel Chapter 86

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 86

Janet had no idea what went on; all she felt was that she could barely breathe, so she whimpered while trying to resist him.

Sean and Henry covered their ears almost simultaneously. Oh, my God! Young Master Mason actually coaxed a young lady and kissed her?

The next day, when she opened her eyes, she suddenly noticed that something was wrong with the room layout and the scent around her… This is not my room? Last night, I went to meet the four kids and drank a large can of beer. Then, in a fuddled mind, I said that I wanted to go to the Lowry Residence. Why did I suddenly want to go there?

She knocked on her own head in frustration, wondering if she had done anything foolish!

“Hiss—” All of a sudden, she suddenly remembered something. Today is Sunday, which is the day of Old Madam Lowry’s flight, but the painting is still in the Jackson residence. What should I do now?

After switching on her phone, she gave Dexter a call and instructed, “Go to my room and bring out the landscape painting on the table. Then, anonymously courier it. Don’t let anyone discover your identity!”

Dexter was extremely familiar with that sort of thing as he was trained for this, replying in seriousness, “Boss, I understand.”

Janet then responded before hanging up on the call. Just then, the door of the room was abruptly pushed open.

“Are you awake?”

She vigilantly jumped off the bed without realizing the red patch on her face and quietly answered, “Yeah.”

Mason looked at her and chuckled, “Come and have breakfast after your morning routine.”

She nodded before entering the bathroom. Looking at herself in the mirror, she tried to recall what happened last night but failed to remember anything, no matter how hard she tried. Forget it! I’ll just ask the man after this.

At the dining table, she asked with her head bowed. “Did I do anything in my drunken stupor last night?”

He pursed his lips and smiled. “What do you think?”

Looking at the tentative smile on his face, she had a sense of foreboding.