Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 663


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 663


    “Sh*t, it’s a backless dress?”


    “D*mn, I’m in love. J is a beauty! If I could be her boyfriend for even a day, I would have no regrets


    in my life.”


    “J is so versatile. She’s good in both literature and military arts, and now we know she’s also good


    at dancing.”


    “If I hadn’t known it was J, I would’ve thought she was a celebrity.”


    “To reach this standard without having any practice is impossible. She must be a prodigy in dancing!”


    “Wasn’t there someone who imed that J couldn’t dance? I hope she doesn’t choke when she


    swallows her words.”


    At that moment, it seemed like they were indirectly talking to Madine. To her, it was a painful p in


    the face!


    The few people who were ncing at Madine exchanged looks with each other. Nothing she says is


    credible. We shouldn’t trust her anymore! they all thought.


    Although Madine looked calm on the surface, her hatred for J was building up inside of her as


    she gritted her teeth. How is she so good at everything?


    After watching J’s performance, everyone was underwhelmed by the following performances. On


    top of that, Madine, who was going to perform next, was distracted and not in the right state of mind


    at all…


    By eight o’clock, the medical students’ performance was over. Backstage, Nina and the other two


    performers gathered around J.


    “J, you’re incredible!”


    “You danced even better than we did. Those who don’t know might even think you’re the professional


    dancer among us.”


    Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    “That’s right. I thought you’ve never practiced. How did you dance so smoothly?”


    “Well, it’s not really difficult for me to remember some things!” J lifted her dress as she walked into


    the changing room. “I didn’t know I had a talent for dancing either.”


    After beingplimented by her teacher and ssmates, J was swelling with pride. Despite that,


    something about the performance felt odd to her. In fact, she felt like something bad was going to


    happen. Then, she recalled telling Mason that she wouldn’t be performing when he asked. Yet, she had


    gone on stage today. Why does it feel like I lied to him?


    Taking off her dress, she shook her head hastily and said to herself, “No, I shouldn’t think like that.” I


    only did it because there was no other choice, so that doesn’t count as lying!


    Five minutester, J came out of the changing room. Just then, her phone on the table buzzed, so


    she went to pick it up and opened the Messenger app.


    Henry had sent her a message that said, ‘Miss J, Young Master Mason is furious. Please calm him


    down by all means!’


    Reading the text, J was speechless. She then replied, ‘Is it because I performed on stage?’


    After that, Henry did not respond anymore for some reason.


    “Miss, I have something to attend to, so I’ll be off now.”


    “Sure, take care.”


    Nodding, J quickly put her dress aside and left without it. As she came out of backstage, she sent


    a message to Mason through Messenger. ‘I’m backstage. Where are you?’


    Mason replied almost in seconds. ‘School gate.’


    Was he waiting for my text? J wondered.


    By nine o’clock, the performances hade to an end.


    Kara had juste out of the changing room backstage when the two medical students spotted the


    dress that was left on the counter. Puzzled, they frowned.


    “Why did J leave her dress here?”


    “It’s such a beautiful dress. Why didn’t she bring it home?”


    “Did she forget?”