Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 21
Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 21
“It’s impossible,” J adamantly uttered. She had intended to graduate from Star High School with a
low profile, so it would be impossible for her to be participating in a cultural performance. On top of that,
she had never promised Emily that she would give a performance.
Gordon thought that J was pulling his leg, so he tapped open his Messenger and forwarded the
performance list.
Performance List of ss A:
Gordon Yaleman: Singing.
Emily Jackson: ying Piano.
Wendy Young: Calligraphy.
J Jackson: Dancing.
J was even the finale act. As she squinted her eyes, she found that the handwriting on the list was
exactly the same as Emily’s. It immediately dawned on her that Emily was the one who had signed her
up for the performance! Now, this is going to be fun. Since she is so eager to see me perform, I surely
won’t let my sister down! She then replied to Gordon via text. ‘I’ming over now!’ He immediately
replied with an ‘Okay’.
After that, she fished out a piece of paper—a prescription list—from her bag and handed it to Mason.
“Just follow the prescription on the paper and get the medicine for the old madam. Inform me
immediately if her condition takes a strange turn.”
Their fingers had touched under the paper, thereupon a stunned J raised her gaze and met with
Mason’s before she blinked her eyes. “Young Master Mason, I’ll text you my ount number when I
return home. You can transfer themission to my ount.”
The man looked at her and chuckled. “Sure.”
“Thank you. I have something urgent to attend to, so I’ll head to my school first.”
He raised his brow. “I’ll ask Sean to send you.”
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“There’s no need for that.” J picked up her thin jacket and impassively headed toward the door.
The man’s sexy mesmerizing eyes stared at the teenage girl’s disappearing back, as if gazing at his
prey. His lips were slightly curved upward and the warmth of her finger seemed to have remained on
his due to their touch earlier. He brought his fingers to his lips and inhaled the lingering scent on them.
Meanwhile, at the backstage of Star High School, the voice belonging to the ss teacher of ss A
was suddenly heard. “Are all the performers here?”
Emily stood up first. “Mr. Smith, only J isn’t here yet.” She had nned everything out in advance
—whether J arrived tonight or not, it would still be a humiliation to her. If she were to show up on
stage, but was unable to present a performance, she would be theughing stock of the whole
school. If she didn’t show up, everyone would mock her for being timid and weak.
After ncing at the three people, the ss teacher scratched his head in frustration before suddenly
shouting, “Damn it! Why did I approve J’s application at that time?” He knew that J was a
problematic student, but since the performance list had already been provided to the host, there wasn’t
any way to cancel her performance.
“Mr. Smith, don’t worry. I have contacted J earlier and she will be here in a while,” Gordon stepped
out to console him.
Upon hearing Gordon’s words, Mr. Smith felt as if his worries had been swept away and believed that
there wasn’t any reason for the student to lie. After that, he dly returned to the audience seats to
watch the performances. The order of the performance during the school festival was now determined
by drawing lots—ss A was the secondst ss to perform.
A choir by ss B kickstarted the performance, which was followed by a few smaller choir groups. The
performances were dull andcked energy, causing the initially excited audience consisting of teachers
and judges to almost doze off. Then, a few students from ss C gave a rap performance, which
instantly livened up the atmosphere.
ording to the performance list, ss F only had one performance—a girl with a plump figure went
onstage to perform. She was warming up her body with her back facing the audience. Upon seeing that
she was wearing a pair of shorts with a tank top, the audience guessed that her performance could be
a sexy dance. A secondter, voices of some boys were heard from the audience.
“She’s so fat. I’m going to throw up what I ate for dinner.”
“She still has the guts to dance with that sort of figure? She should have learnt to paint instead!”
“The school festival this year is so boring. None of the performances are good.”
Nevertheless, the plump girl on stage wasn’t influenced by thements from the audience as she
focused on getting into position onstage. Then, the lights dimmed followed by the music being yed.
As the lights were focused on the center of the stage, the hall was instantly filled with pin drop silence.
Her body moved ording to the rhythm and was perfectly in sync with the melody of the music.
Coupled with the wild and dynamic melody, she instantly captured the gaze of everyone.
A student suddenly shouted, “Robot dance!” Nobody had expected that the plump girl was able to
perform that highly difficult dance.
The ss teacher of ss A frowned. This powerful dance happened to be arranged before J’s
performance. The audience would definitelypare this girl to J and certainly cause her to
overshadow my student.