Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 6
Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 6
The next day, Star High School weed a famous celebrity from Sandfort City, Gordon Yaleman.
Upon taking her seat, J immediately heard her ssmates discussing earnestly.
“I heard that Young Master Yaleman is attending our school!”
“What? Are you referring to that singer, Gordon Yaleman?”
“How is that possible? Why would a singer attend school here?”
“Why isn’t it possible? I heard that Deamont and Bramford Universities contacted Young Master
Yaleman to offer him a seat! However, they were all rejected.”
“Oh, damn! Are you sure? Young Master Yaleman is so handsome; I’d like to date him…”
Initially, J was slumped across her desk to rest. However, the girls in her ss were extremely
noisy while they chattered, and she was forced to listen to their conversation.
She was stumped for a moment when she caught a familiar name. “Gordon Yaleman?” she blurted out.
Abby, who was sitting beside J, nced at her upon hearing that.
“J, have you never even heard of Gordon Yaleman?”
J may have lived in the vige, but I should exin things to her.
“Gordon Yaleman debuted at 15 years old, and he has been in the entertainment industry for three
years. He’s acted in films and drama series before, but the most important thing is that he is one of the
rare young and handsome singers in Metkane. He won the Youth Golden Melody Award with his song,
‘Starry Night’. He became famous overnight with that song.”
A silly smile stered across Abby’s face at the mention of her idol.
J was at a loss for words. Gordon Yaleman… Could he really be the person I know?
Just when J was feeling puzzled, there was a suddenmotion at the entrance of the ssroom.
Abby left her instantly to join the crowd, and she screamed at the top of her voice, “Young Master
Yaleman, you’re so cool!”
The guy who walked into the ssroom looked thin and tall. He had a white shirt on, making him
appear very youthful.
He entered the ssroom while maintaining a nk expression.
Emily waited for the right chance to appear in front of him. “Gordon Yaleman, wee! I am the ss
monitor.”
Gordon maintained the same constipated expression while he regarded Emily coldly and nodded. “Nice
to meet you.”
Upon witnessing that, the girls beside him started screaming shrilly and excitedly, “Ah! You’re so cold
and aloof, Young Master Yaleman! I love you!”
Emily’s lips curled into a faint smile. Ha, no matter how cold and distant he appears to be, I can easily
get him wrapped around my finger.
“Gordon, I have an empty seat beside me. You can sit with me.” Emily pointed at her seat.
Nevertheless, he shook his head. “That’s not necessary. I’ll select my own seat.”
While he said that, he nced at the seats at the back of the ss. However, he was shocked when he
caught sight of the girl sitting in the corner.
Damn! What is happening? Is the golden arranger here too?
Gordon rubbed his eyes before opening them again. He noticed that the girl, who was sitting in the
corner, did not disappear. In fact, her head was bowed while she used her phone.
That’s really her!
Emily noticed that Gordon was standing as still as a statue, and so she asked in puzzlement, “Gordon,
are you alright?”
In the next instant, Gordonpletely ignored Emily and charged straight to thest row to take a seat.
Every student in the ss was stunned to silence in that instant.
Why did Young Master Yaleman choose to sit behind J?! There are so many seats avable in the
ss.
The smile stiffened across Emily’s face because she couldn’tprehend why Gordon would rather sit
behind J than beside her.
Emily was extremely upset, and she tried advising him. “Gordon, it’s best that you sit with me. Students
seated at the back of the ss have less-than-ideal results, and it might affect your studies.”
Gordon looked impatient when he heard that. “That’s not necessary.”
“But—”
Emily was about to say something, but the bell rang at that moment.N?velDrama.Org content rights.
The French teacher was already walking up to the podium with books in her hands.
“Students! ss has started; return to your seats.”
Emily red at J viciously before leaving unhappily.
Once she left, Gordon prodded J in her back. “So you attend school here as well, golden arranger,
Miss Jackson?”
Initially, J’s head was bowed down while she stared at her phone. However, upon hearing Gordon’s
remark, she turned to look at him. “Do you have a death wish?”
He’s speaking so loudly; is he trying to get the whole ss to learn about my identity?
Her face was puffed up in annoyance, looking slightly ferocious, but it was undeniable that she looked
adorable.
“Fine. I’ll lower my voice.” Gordon cleared his throat helplessly. “I was just asking why you are
attending school here too.”
J exinedzily, “My family arranged it. They im that my education background is too low, and
it’s embarrassing.”
Oh, no. How could Golden J possibly be embarrassing? She can choose whichever music college
she wants. Besides, J arranged my song, ‘Starry Night’, which became popr in the whole
country.
Abby patted J’s shoulder, signaling her to stop speaking because the French teacher was well-
known for being strict and fierce.
Unfortunately, the French teacher tossed her book on the table at that moment while eximing
vehemently with a shrill voice, “The female student at the back of the ss, what are you doing? That
new student seated in the corner! Come up here to solve this question.” Miss Lilian pointed at J.
Miss Lilian had heard that there was a new student in the ss, and that she was a vige bumpkin. It
seems that the rumors are true after witnessing this in person.
She’s daydreaming in the middle of a ss; how impolite.
J stood up while staring at the question on the ckboard. Then, she frowned while making her
way to the front.
Everybody looked as if they were ready for a drama to unfold, whereas Emily was especially thrilled.
J? How could she possibly solve a 12th Grade French question? She’d be lucky if she can actually
say something in French.
With that, J stood rooted to the spot in front of the ckboard for a few minutes. Then, she turned
around to look at Miss Lilian. “Miss Lilian, I’ve never learned French within a senior high’s level.”
However, Gordon did not buy that at all because J personally wrote all the French songs in his
album after all.
J is most probably not bothered to solve the teacher’s question.
Miss Lilian knew very well that students from the vige wouldn’t be familiar with French. It would have
been fine if she didn’t know French, but here she is, trying to chat Young Master Yaleman up. She is
just like a vixen trying to seduce him.
“You don’t know the answer? Dear students, our J doesn’t know how to solve this question.
Whoever knows the answer, pleasee forward.”
Emily took the chance to stand up, and she looked determined. “Miss Lilian, I do.”
Miss Lilian nodded. “Sure, Emily; go ahead.”
I’m confident with Emily’s abilities. After all, she’s a good student whom I’ve nurtured over time.
True enough, within two minutes, Emily was done writing the answer across the ckboard.
Miss Lilian shed her a satisfied smile while paying her apliment. “Emily, you are outstanding, as
always.” Then, she turned to J. “Get off the tform and pay attention to ss,” she spat coldly.
J acknowledged her before going back to her seat. Initially, J was prepared to attend ss
quietly, but the French teacher refused to let things slide. “I don’t care what methods you students use
to enroll in our school. However, you’ll have to pay attention in my ss! You are still young, and so
refrain from seducing your male ssmates.” She sounded as though she was educating J, but in
reality, she was mocking her.
Students startedmenting jokingly, “Tsk, tsk, tsk! They both have the surnames Jackson, but why is
there such a vast difference?”
J paused while she was flipping her book. Her sharp gazended on Miss Lilian’s bitter, sarcastic
face, and her bone-chilling gaze pierced through Miss Lilian’s words.
Abby was distracted while reading her book as the temperature around her dropped rapidly. She then
rubbed her arms while pouting. “Why is it suddenly so cold?”