Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 941
“Yes?”
It was only after he had raised his voice that Janet noticed him.
“Janet, I’m hungry,” he whined, looking piteous and somewhat forlorn as he stood behind her.
“Then, go and take your dinner,” she answered without much emotion.
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The reason why she came out to the backyard in the first place was with the hope that the evening breeze could distract her from the frustration that had been building up in her since the ride home. If she were to join Mason now, she was almost certain that dinner would not happen.
When Mason saw that she did not appear to want to entertain him, he marched over to her in haste.
He reached out and grabbed her free hand, sounding resentful as he said, “I can’t have dinner without you, Janet.”
Janet was about to say something when he pulled her into his arms and held her tight against himself.
Meanwhile, the wolf pup began to howl in protest after she stopped scratching the spot behind its ears.
Its howls were joined by those of the older wolves and soon, the whole backyard erupted into a chorus of distressed howls.
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Mason’s lips twitched. It was supposed to be a tender moment that he shared with Janet, but their evening embrace was ruined by a bunch of attention-seeking wolf pups.
Janet, on the other hand, wanted nothing more than to jump into a cold shower. Her heart was racing and she flushed as she pushed feebly against his chest. “You’re a grown man, for goodness’ sake. Do you need me to spoon feed you?” What does he mean by he can’t have dinner without me? It’s more likely that I can’t have dinner with him!
He huffed. When he spoke again, his tone was snide with jealousy. “Am I more important than that wolf pup over there?”
She stared at him in disbelief, wondering whether he truly was becoming jealous of a wolf cub. Her lips curled upward as she mused, “Are you seriously going to be this childish?”
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