Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 154


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 154


    Staring nkly with widened eyes, Lilian thought, Emily is really something. After she returned to her


    seat to continue correcting the papers, she searched for the paper with the score of 149 and clucked.


    “Emily’s English score is 149.”


    “Really? No way!”


    “Did she manage to revise properly at home despite what happened? She’s amazing.”


    The other teachers were all envious of ss A as they babbled on, “ss A is really full of talents.”


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    A satisfied smile spread across Lilian’s face. After marking through so many papers earlier, there were


    no other students with a score above 140. Could it be Emily who will top the ss this time? she


    wondered. Then she flipped through J’s test papers and was stunned when she saw the results


    column. How can this be?


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    When J walked out the school gates, she immediately saw Mason’s car and climbed in the back


    seat when she saw Mason in the passenger seat and Henry in the driver’s seat.


    “Ms. J, are sses over already?” Henry asked her.


    “Yeah, we’re having exams today,” she replied nonchntly while scrolling her phone.


    “Wow, are you a genius in studies as well? You finished so quickly!”


    “I simply wrote in the answers,” she answered ndly. With the idiotic English teacher and Emily in


    ss A, she already decided that she wanted to go to ss F in the next term because it was just too


    annoying and tiring with them around.


    Chuckling softly, Mason nced at her and asked, “Do you know anything about racing?”


    “Racing?” she repeated and continued without even batting an eyelid, “I’ve seen it on TV before.” Sure


    enough, after telling so many lies, she got so good that even she started to believe her own lies.


    “What do you think about it?” he asked in a low voice.


    “It’s rather exciting!” she answered coolly, sensing that he was trying to sound her out from his tone of


    voice.


    “Do you know Night Shadow?” he probed, and heard Henry take a deep breath.


    “Young Master Mason, do you mean the top racer, Night Shadow?” Henry knew a little about Night


    Shadow as he was also interested in car racing.


    “What are you trying to ask?” J looked at Mason’s side profile with a glimmer of curiosity in her


    eyes.


    “Oh, nothing. I was just asking,” he said with a smirk, giving her an innocent look.


    Without thinking much about it, she said casually, “I’ve heard about him before.”


    Just then, the car Henry was driving had reached the Royal Circuit and they could hear the excitement


    of the crowd which was a few hundred metres ahead of them.


    Not only was the Royal Circuit the biggest race track in Sandfort, but it was also amon turf shared


    by the Moss and Lowrys.


    The moment they set foot in the circuit, they saw a huge screen hanging in front of them which showed


    the race in real-time.


    Thrill, excitement and speed were the best words used to describe car racing.


    Fixing his gaze on J, Mason asked, “Have you participated in a car race before?”


    “No.”


    Hearing that, his eyebrows shot up and asked, “Do you want me to take you for a ride today?”


    J nodded with a grin. “Sure!” she agreed, eager to find out his driving skills.


    Taking a step closer to them, Henry asked Mason, “Are you going to take part in the race?”


    Answering on his behalf, J shook her head, saying, “No, he’s just taking me for a ride. Do you want


    to join us?”


    “No thanks. I can have fun by myself as well,” Henry said confidently as he gestured at his sports car.


    In fact, Henry was no pushover in racing. Barely two minutes had passed when he overtook their car,


    and his red sports car was always ahead of Mason’s ck sports car.


    Tickled by the situation, J jested, “Young Master Mason, you’re so slow.”


    Smirking at her words, Mason’s eyes were filled with wild pleasure as he raised an eyebrow and


    warned, “Then you better sit tight.”


    As it had been proven time and again, men could easily be provoked when someone else doubted their


    abilities, and J’s sarcastic remark had incited his desire to win.


    Before this, he was worried because it was J’s first time in a race car, so he had slowed down on


    purpose. However, he didn’t think that she wouldn’t appreciate it all and even ridiculed him.