Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 131
Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 131
Damn it. If she knew things would turn out this way, she would have asked for that ne which was
worth several hundred million back.
Just as she mmed on the table regretfully, she suddenly heard someone knocking on her door.
She readied herself to offer Jade an apology, thinking that she must have woken her up because of the
noise.
To her surprise, Jade just held her hands and walked into the room.
Eyeing her puzzledly, J asked, “What’s going on?”
Jade stuffed a card into J’s hands and muttered, “Take this. I couldn’t give it to you just now
because Emily was there.”
J raised her brows at her in confusion. “You’re giving me money?”
“Hush. There is one million inside the card as your allowance. If that isn’t enough, you can always look
for me to get more!”
“Huh?” J shook her head at the elderlydy and said, “I don’t really need the money.”
The figure in her bank ount was increasing at a stable rate every day and she could actually live
comfortably solely depending on the interests generated.
Jade first examined her thoroughly from her head to her toes before she shook her head and insisted,
“You can’t go on dressing in this way. Now, you should doll yourself up to look better than Emily so that
people will know that you’re the darling of our family, not her.”
J looked stunned for a few seconds before she let out a chuckle.
Darling? That was the first time she was seen as a darling by someone.
She shoved the card back into Jade’s hand and exined airily, “I’m used to dressing in this way, so I
think you should just keep the money.”
Looking all smiles, Jade did not try to force J to take it because she was worried that J would
start to think of her as a nuisance.
“By the way, are you really not going to join the paintingpetition? Your Aunt Shirley sounded very
adamant in the WhatsApp Group that you wouldn’t dare to take part in thepetition because you
aren’t good enough.” Jade told J everything she saw in the group chat.
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J raised her brows quizzically at Jade and asked, “I’m surprised you’re actually an active user of
WhatsApp.”
“You bet I am. Take a look at what these people are saying in the group.”
J clicked the WhatsApp group open and found that all messages from Aunt Shirley were rted to
her.
Was she this desperate to see her daughter be embarrassed?
If that was the case, she didn’t mind fulfilling her wish.
Later that night, J agreed to take part in the paintingpetition organized by Old Mr. Collins. The
participants of thepetition included Chloe—Aunt Shirley’s daughter, J and Emily, and whoever
emerged as the winner would be Old Mr. Collins’ apprentice.
Atst, the contest was fixed to be held on theing weekend.
Many from J’s organization were revved up for thepetition and all of them were keen to show
their support for J in their chat group.
Lara: ‘How about all of us go to Sandfort City to root for J this weekend?’
Desire: ‘J, I’m afraid I can’t make it because I just epted a mission to sneak into the city council
of Barnsford to gather dirt on some corrupted government officers and the work is still ongoing…’
The Beasts: ‘Boss, I want to apply for leave so that I can make a trip to Sandfort City to show my
support for you.’
J: ‘No leave for all of you because you guys should focus on training in Markovia.’
The Beasts: ‘…’
Lee: ‘Seems like I can’t afford to miss out on watching the contest then? Let’s hope J can show
what she’s got on that day.’
J: ‘…’
It was Friday in the blink of an eye and Star High School was having the much-anticipated sports day.
The field of the school was filled with students wearing jerseys.
Before the event even started, Abby was so frustrated with the swelteringly hot weather that she
grumbled, “Our school must be the only school that will hold sports day on a day with such hot
weather!”
As soon as Gordon heard herint, he immediately handed J and Abby a bottle of beverage
each.
J took the bottle from him and put it on the ground under the shade of a tree before she noticed
several guys approaching her from afar.
When they handed a few bottles of c to her, she raised her brows puzzledly at them.
One of the boys scratched his head awkwardly. His face, which was flushed to begin with because of
the heat, turned even redder when he said, “J, this is for you and I hope you will do well in the
competition!
J looked at the boys with an impassive face and nodded at them. “Thank you,” she said
indifferently.
Yet, she didn’t take the drinks from the boys but instead, she turned her gaze back to the middle of the
field.
The boys then walked away looking embarrassed before they spotted Emily from the corners of their
eyes.
Emily and Madine were ring at J while cursing under their breaths, “Tsk, tsk. Only a pile of
dung is capable of attracting so many flies.”