Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 313

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 313

“Grab the reins.” Mason handed the reins over to Janet.

She took it skillfully and adeptly.

“You did this before?” Mason was a little shocked.

She raised her brows and said slowly, “A little.”

Her tone was so calm that it didn’t sound suspicious at all.

Mason remained silent as he grabbed her waist with his delicate hands. The moment he lowered his head, he could see her snowy white neck and smell her faint body fragrance, causing a stir in his heart.

Janet squinted her eyes, but she remained silent.

The two of them maintained an intimate posture with her back against his chest.

After that, it was ten minutes of horse riding.

As for Janet, before she could feel the excitement of riding a horse, her body temperature was already rising up at a terrifying rate.

On the other hand, Mason also felt desire burning inside him. Even though she didn’t do anything, he was already defeated in front of her.

After getting down from the horse, she lowered her eyes slightly, as if she was deep in thought.

As soon as Mason turned around and caught the look on her face, he could immediately tell what she was thinking.

“You’ve tried it, so why don’t we go look around somewhere else?” Sean suggested.

After all, the worst thing about the training camp was the racecourse.

Janet lifted her eyes and thought about it for a while before tilting her head to the side. “I’d like to ride it myself,” she uttered calmly.

Listening to her, Dean trembled as he held the reins. “Miss Jackson, did you say you wanted to ride alone?”

Janet answered him calmly before walking toward Darvis with eyes filled with triumph and arrogance.

However, when Darvis saw a stranger approaching, it raised its head and neighed in a disturbing manner. It was obviously uncomfortable.

Janet revealed a smile and spoke silently, “It really is a good horse.”

“There’s no problem, Miss Jackson. You can try.” John smiled.

It just so happened that he was looking for an excuse to let her ride Darvis alone, but unexpectedly, she had proposed to do so herself. I can’t wait to see the look on her arrogant face when she falls later on.

At this thought, John felt excited and delighted inside.

However, Mason’s face darkened as he glanced at Darvis who was still neighing. He then held Janet’s hand and murmured, “This horse has a bad temperament. It’s not suitable for a girl to ride.”

Many top animal trainers and horse trainers had come to tame the horse, but the results were not very effective. The moment a stranger got on the horse, the person would be immediately thrown off.

Yet, Janet said to him calmly, “Just let me try.”

She gently withdrew her hand from the man’s palm, looking disappointed.

He said he was going to bring me here for horse riding, but now, he’s not even allowing me to choose my own horse. Not only that, but the ride just now was also tiresome. I won’t be coming here again…

Then, Henry patted Mason’s shoulder casually with a playful face. “Young Master Mason, you should give her a try. As long as she’s wearing knee pads and a helmet, the fall won’t be that bad.”

Looking at Janet’s gloomy face, Mason could feel a twitch in his heart, so he pinched her cheek and said resignedly, “You can only ride if you wear knee pads and a helmet.”

Immediately, she turned to look at Darvis that was kicking around while the urge to conquer suddenly flashed in her cold eyes.

She nodded. “Alright.”

However, Mason still felt uneasy as he furrowed his brows, so he spoke lowly in a displeased tone while keeping an eye on Janet, “Sean, ask someone to prepare the tranquilizer gun.”

Listening to him, Sean was startled.

Is Young Master Mason afraid that Darvis will go crazy and hurt Miss Jackson, so he’s asking me to prepare a quick-acting tranquilizer gun?

As he glanced at Mason’s worried face, he nodded. “Noted.”

In the meantime, Henry shook his head speechlessly. Looks like this horse is going to suffer a little today.

When Janet came to the left side of the horse, she reached out to touch its head.

“Uhm, Miss Jackson, Darvis doesn’t like other people touching its head except for Young Master Mason,” Dean reminded her softly. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

However, she lifted her eyes and looked at him. “Isn’t he quite docile?”

Darvis, who was still kicking just now, seemed to have a change of personality as it allowed the young girl to caress the light golden hair on the top of its head.