Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 41


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 41


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    Mason was afraid that she would trip again, so he held onto her hand tightly as they walked down the


    trail. As she couldn’t cope with the uneven path, she threw in the towel and allowed him to support her.


    After all, she had already seen what he looked like when he was half-naked.


    A sessful smile shed on his expression. The woman’s hands were so soft that he couldn’t bear to


    release it.


    J had walked for a while before she squatted in front of a stall, which gave her the perfect excuse


    to release his hand. The stall owner, upon noticing that his customer was merely ady, didn’t give her


    a second nce. “Miss, please don’t simply touch anything, yeah? The items here are extremely


    valuable. If you break them, you’ll have to pay for it.”


    She didn’t respond as she perused the items in the stall. Pulling an inconspicuous bracelet from a


    corner, she held it in her hand and slightly shook it. “Sir, how much is this?”


    The stall owner nced at the bracelet in her hand—it was ck, which made the item look ugly as it


    was a knock-off from a precious stone. He had bought it as a rejected item from the countryside and


    since it looked old, he decided to take it out and try to sell it as a genuine item. No one had ever asked


    about its price and now, someone finally did—it was unfortunately a youngdy who looked like she


    didn’t have any money. He never thought that he would be able to sell it for an extravagant sum.


    The stall owner casually said, “10,000! No bargaining!” This child probably hasn’t seen enough of the


    world, which is why a broken bracelet caught her attention. If she’s an adult, I’ll definitely sell it for only


    a few hundred.


    J nced around the stall and decided that there wasn’t anything else that caught her eyes—she


    was determined to have the bracelet and took out her phone. “Give me your bank ount’s QR Code.


    I’ll scan it.”


    The stall owner gave the QR code for his bank ount with trembling hands. After watching her


    proceed with the payment, he finally returned to his senses.


    Meanwhile, the surrounding stall owners sighed. “Who is this silly girl? How could she purchase a


    broken bracelet for 10,000?”


    “If it were my own daughter spending like this, I’d definitely give her a lecture!”


    “Miss, don’t walk away! Come over to my stall and look at the treasures I have!”


    All of the present stall owners were unable to believe that the youngdy had actually bought the


    broken bracelet.


    J heard their discussions andughed—it was just that she really liked the bracelet and hoped that


    Sarah liked it too.


    As J left the ce, she shook the little treasure in her hand and blinked at the bracelet. Against the


    setting sun, Mason watched the beautiful scene unfold as the corners of his lips lifted into a doting


    smile. What a silly girl to fancy antiques that much.


    She wandered around the stalls, looking at the items—there wasn’t anything particrly good.


    At that moment, a young man was preparing to open his stall. Pulling out a velvet cloth, he ced it on


    the ground and carefullyid some antiques on top of it. There were some rocks under the cloth, which


    made the ground antiques uneven. He cursed, “These damned broken stones are in the way!”


    J noticed that he held a palm-sized red object in his hands and he was about to throw it away into


    the trash can. She stepped forward and grabbed it from the man’s hands, leaving him a little dazed. “I’ll


    throw it away for you.”


    Mason watched with pleasure, knowing that his youngdy was indeed kind-hearted. Unbeknownst to


    him, she took advantage of the young man’s carelessness and quickly shoved the red stone into her


    bag as she had found a treasure. When she first saw that distinct color, she knew that it was not a


    mere simple stone since it was of a naturally bright red color; it had to be the legendary oriental jasper.


    Mason was stunned for a few seconds when she actually ced that trash in her bag. The young


    woman doesn’t seem to usemon sense to do things. However, it was fine as long as she was


    happy.


    She, on the other hand, was satisfied as she had found two treasures—one of which she had gotten for


    free! She held on tightly to the bag, afraid that she would identally drop it.


    He watched J’s nervous expression—she looked so helpless, like a chicken guarding its babies.


    …


    Back at the Jackson residence, J quickly went upstairs and carefully opened the bag before taking


    her phone to send a picture to Sarah. ‘What do you think that this stone looks like?’


    Sarah replied: ‘An oriental jasper?’


    J: ‘Smart girl.’


    On Saturday morning, she and Sarah agreed to meet at Leaping Dragon Hotel. Sarah was picky about


    the taste of food; if the food was even a little bit stale, it would be difficult for her to swallow. Hence,


    within the group, she had the nickname ‘picky little eater’.


    As J looked for the table that she reserved the day before, she heard a familiar voice not too far


    away.


    “J Jackson, what are you doing here?”