Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 300


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 300


    Damien cackled darkly, and he didn’t seem scared at all. He started counting clearly, “Ten, nine, eight,


    seven, six, five, four, three…”


    J giggled casually, and she stared at him almost teasingly. After that, she leaned down and


    whispered into his ear, “Goodbye.” With that, she positioned the gun barrel just a few centimetres away


    from Damien’s heart before squeezing the trigger.


    Damien’s eyes widened in shock, but he continued counting, “Two… One.”


    After he was done counting, he noticed that J was still standing while seemingly unharmed. Hence,


    he started struggling violently.


    However, the gunshot wound had already rendered him too weak to resist. “Wh-What’s happening?”


    Isn’t J poisoned with my venomous wine? Why is she still standing in front of me?


    J stared at Damien’s face, which was now as white as a sheet, and smirked at him. “Damien, I told


    you—you are too proud and careless.”


    Damien could barely focus now, and so everything in front of him was turning into a blur. He coughed


    up some blood, and his voice was bing weaker. “Did you not drink the beauty tea?”


    J squinted at him when she heard that, seemingly amused while toying with the gun in her hand.


    She moved closer to his ear and exined in a chilly tone, “That tea was too bitter, I just couldn’t


    swallow it!”


    I knew from the very beginning that there was something amiss with the tea especially since the


    hostess served the tea at such an odd timing. Besides, the hostess had an odd expression, and those


    were all red gs.


    Damien is such a fool. I can’t believe he didn’t even bother to hire a more professional actor.


    Nevertheless, I saw through his n, but I pretended to take a sip anyway. After that, I spit it out on


    some paper towels.


    Otherwise, I’m sure Damien will continue targeting me in the future. I do not have the time to fool


    around with him.


    Damien’s body shook, and he stared in horror at the young woman in front of him.


    She is vicious… Starting from the day she joined the group, I already knew that my onlypetitor


    would be the most inconspicuous J Jackson. Who would have thought… I have raised a wolf after


    all. If I knew this would happen, I would have cut her up into pieces and left her body in the group’s


    backyard to feed the wolves…


    J’s gaze was icy-cold and as deep as old, abandoned wells. Then, she stood up to step on


    Damien’s gunshot wound.


    At that moment, Damien was already scared witless, but he was still cursing her stubbornly, “J


    Jackson, you will die a horrible death! Curse you!”


    J just giggled softly and responded in an indifferent manner, “In that case, please greet the King of


    Hell on my behalf first. Thank you!”


    With that, she squeezed the trigger and shot Damien in his chest.


    There was a groan, and everything ended.


    J then switched on herptop to erase all the traces indicating that she had stayed in this hotel.


    After that, she packed her things and boarded a flight back to Sandfort City.


    At that moment, the Jackson’s, who were far away in Sandfort City, were celebrating Reba and


    Chloe who were both nning to stay for a long time.


    Emily nced at the clothes Megan had prepared for her in her wardrobe and asked excitedly, “Mom,


    did you prepare all this for me?”


    Emily stroked the ball gown continuously, obviously delighted.


    Megan nodded. “Change out of your school uniform. We will have to wee your cousin sister,


    Reba, at the airport.”


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    Emily was slightly surprised. “Is that today? Why didn’t you remind me?”


    “I’m telling you right now,” answered Megan while smiling at her.


    Emily heard that Reba had blossomed into a beautiful girl after her teenage years, and so now, it


    was rumoured that she looked especially pretty. Therefore, as a proud person, Megan would never


    allow her daughter to lose to another girl.


    True enough, Emily and Megan barely waited for ten minutes outside of the airport when a beautiful


    and petite young woman approached them.


    Megan immediately recognized Reba and waved at her. “Reba, over here!”


    “Hi, Auntie Megan,” greeted Reba sweetly while she approached them.


    Reba was wearing thetest designer dress from New York, and she was also wearing a designer


    ne that cost hundreds of thousands.