Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 153


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 153


    “Damn it, the questions we got were all those which I didn’t revise.”


    “I’m so sad that I feel suicidal. Hopefully, my results won’t be too bad because I really don’t want to end


    up in ss F,” the students grumbled and moaned, their voices echoing through the ssroom


    building.


    There were even some ssmates who asked Emily teasingly, “Emily, how did you do in the exam


    since you didn’t attend school for a week?”


    “I think I did alright,” she replied casually, but she was actually overjoyed on the inside as the questions


    happened to be the ones she had revised, and she was confident that she would be close to getting the


    full score.


    Hearing her reply, her ssmates continued being sarcastic, “Looks like you’re smarter than us.”


    Instead of talking back and starting an argument with them, Emily kept quiet and thought to herself,


    Nobody will speak badly of me anymore when the results are out!


    When it was time for the English exam in the afternoon, J took a look at the paper, dropped her


    pen and took a nap after filling out a few nks.


    Envious looks washed over her ssmates’ faces when they saw her, thinking, She’s sure different


    from all of us, finishing such difficult questions within a couple of minutes.


    After half an hour when it was alright to submit the paper, she submitted it without even taking a second


    look.


    “You’re done?” Lilian asked, ncing at her with disdain.


    Dropping the paper, J nodded. “Yeah,” she said and left the ssroom jauntily.


    After taking a look at her paper and then at her back, Lilian’s eyes grew asrge as saucers. What…


    What’s going on?


    When her ssmates saw that she had handed in the paper so quickly, they all looked at each other


    and eximed, “I didn’t see her answering the question at all!”


    “Did she just hand in an empty paper because she didn’t know the answers?”


    “Yeah, I didn’t see her write anything as well. What’s going on?”


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    “Does she have a special ability where she can write her answers without a pen upon seeing the exam


    questions?”


    Emily couldn’t help but frown in unease at her students’ discussions.


    By the time the exam was over in the afternoon, Lilian and Mr. Smith collected the exam papers and


    went back to the office to mark them.


    Realizing that something was amiss with Lilian as she stared at the papers with a disheartened look on


    her face, Mr. Smith asked in puzzlement, “Ms. Lilian, how are the results of those rascals this time?”


    “Don’t even start. The students are no longer interested in studying these days. Staring at J alone


    is enough for them,” she replied, annoyed.


    Teachers from other sses chimed in, “There’s nothing to worry about. No matter how much they’re


    cking in their studies, the average score of your ss will still be the top of the grade.”


    “That’s right. Look at this stack of papers here. None of them answered seriously. They’re all


    gibberish!” one of them said.


    Smirking at theirments, she was relieved that the ss she led was the best in school. As she was


    marking the exam papers, she was startled at one one them and her face fell as she mumbled, “J


    will be at the top of the ss again this time. How annoying.”


    Staring at the answer sheet which was filled with words with only one word written wrongly, the final


    score she wrote down was 149. Without checking the name of the student, she assumed that it must


    have been J’s paper.


    All of a sudden, Mr. Smith cried out, “Goodness, this student filled in everything! I’m sure the score


    won’t be anything less than 130.”


    “Is that student a genius?”


    “Is there someone so smart?”


    “Let me take a look!” Thenguage teachers from other sses all came over to join the excitement.


    “This must be J’s paper,” they gushed, staring at the paper in his hand.


    Mr. Smith hesitated for a moment before answering, “Probably. I’ll take a look after marking.”


    Less than ten minutester, he flipped over the page that initially hid the student’s name and was


    startled when he saw who the paper belonged to. “This… This is not J’s paper.”


    “What?”


    “Who else if not J?” Everyone else was equally surprised and came over to take a look. “Ah, it’s


    her!”


    Seeing themotion, Lilian went over to check it out as well and saw that it was Emily’s name on the


    paper.