Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife

A sluggish arc appeared at the corner of his lips while his pair of phoenix eyes tried to entice her. “You didn’t answer my calls—or would you rather me pay a visit to my future parents-in-law?

Janet glanced at her phone, which was coincidentally switched off. “Your father-in-law and mother-in-law? Mr. Lowry, you really know how to make jokes.”

The man leaned on the window while smiling with his pressed lips.

Every time she saw Mason, she would unconsciously look into his eyes, as if he had captured her gaze.

She met his glance, but immediately moved her eyes away as she felt a little uncomfortable and coughed. “Why are you here?”

“I heard that you had a conflict with someone at the Leaping Dragon Hotel. I was worried that you were bullied.” As he was speaking, he quietly took a few steps forward.

Is he joking? When have I, Janet Jackson, ever been bullied… Wait, how did he know about what happened to me at the hotel? Could it be that this man was stalking me? “How did you know what happened to me today?”

Before Janet could complete her sentence, she raised her eyes and looked at Mason, but she found him leaning toward her with squinted eyes. “Are you hurt?”

“No!” she replied almost instantaneously.

“I can smell the scent of blood!”

She didn’t know what to reply. Is this man a sniffer dog?

Upon seeing her eyes straying, he immediately understood and smiled. “I’m used to the smell of blood, so I’m sensitive to it.”

Upon hearing his words, she was momentarily at a loss for words. Then, she stopped pretending. With her hands on her abdomen, her pretty little face grimaced. “Can you leave now?” she quietly asked.

“Sure.” It was a reply that did not sound hesitant.

For an inexplicable reason, Mason’s answer made her feel rather depressed.

However, after a few seconds, the man’s sexy low voice was heard. “I’ll go and get you something to eat.”

Janet was a little speechless before she acknowledged his words and watched Mason leave.

She felt dizzy and really uncomfortable.

After some time, she could smell a familiar scent and opened her eyes, only to notice that it was Mason, who had returned after leaving for a short while. “Why are you back?”

She saw that he slowly placed his slender hand on her flat abdomen.

“Be good!”

It turned out that he had smacked a warm bag on her. However, at that moment, she lacked the strength to decipher why he had one with him.

Her cold tummy was now covered by a warm, large palm, which made her eyelids feel heavy.

By the time she woke up, it was daybreak. Janet had a fruitful rest last night, considering that it had been some time since she had a good night’s sleep. Rubbing her eyes, she saw a note on her bedside table when she turned.

Written on it was a reminder. ‘Remember to have these when you wake up!’

She saw a cup of brown sugar water as well as a bowl of congee. They were still warm, which meant that they were placed there not too long ago.

Upon seeing that, she had a strange feeling.

After finishing the congee, she felt as though she had been revived.

As she stretched herself, she heard a sudden swish. The sound came from the window again. This elusive man…

Mason walked up to her. Just when she was about to say something, his hand was placed on her cool forehead.

At that moment, it was like her words were lodged in her throat. All she could focus on was that warm palm on her forehead. “What are you touching?”

He had a stern expression on his face. “Your little face is flushed!”

“Oh.” She awkwardly pushed his hand away.

With his straight brows raised, his thin lips were suddenly by her ears. In a low and sexy tone, he said, “This was not how you treated me last night.”

Swish! She was blushing—all the way from her ears to her neck!

“Hmm, let me see whether your temperature has risen again.” Mason’s phoenix eyes narrowed as he squatted down and touched her forehead with his lips. “Why is your temperature rising again?”

She patted on his face impassively. “It’s getting hot in here!”

He was rendered speechless.