Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 667


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 667


    Mason calmly asked, “When will you be returning?”


    “I’ll be back the day before your birthday party.” Old Madam Lowry giggled. “I wouldn’t want to disturb


    your romantic time with her.”


    He nodded. “Alright.”


    After hanging up on the phone, the man removed thest piece of his clothing and walked into the


    bathroom. In his heart, he asked, I wonder whether Jan would be willing to make an appearance.


    The next morning in Woodsbury University, J was still asleep on her desk before the calls by a


    group of girls woke her up.


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    She lifted her eyes and stoically stared at Bethany, who stood in front of her. With a t voice, she


    asked, “What is it?”


    “Here you go—I’m returning your ointment.” Bethany smiled as she handed a bottle over.


    J turned toward Bethany’s leg and noticed that she could walk. “Are you feeling better?”


    Bethany nodded. “I can walk by myself now but I can’t perform any intense exercises for probably


    another week.”


    Upon listening to her, J nodded and ced the ointment on the former’s hand. “Then, you should


    keep on using it. I still have more with me.”


    “Thank you.” Bethany blinked with her round-shaped eyes while she asked cheerfully. “Can you tell me


    where to buy these?”


    Abby joined them and she babbled, “All these are made by J herself. It’s priceless.”


    I see. Bethany responded, “Then, I’ll keep this one.”


    “You’re wee,” J replied with an emotionless tone.


    Suddenly, the sound of a girl was heard outside. “J, someone is here for you.”


    As soon as J heard the voice, she looked outside the door and saw the girl who spoke earlier


    peeping inside the ssroom.


    Although she was confused, she still rose to her full height and walked outside. When she arrived at


    the front of the person, she lifted her eyes and asked in a cold voice, “Are you looking for me?”


    The girl nodded and tried to grab J’s hand, but was prevented from doing so by thetter. “Yes. I’m


    Kara Carter, a graphic designer.”


    J emotionlessly answered, “Why are you looking for me?”


    Kara smiled as she seemed rather friendly. “Miss Jackson, I like your fashion design a lot, so can you


    lend your draft to me and let me learn from you?”


    To be frank, Kara wanted to confirm the idea that she had in mind—she wanted to prove that the draft


    she picked up before was not the one drawn by J.


    “Oh.” J thought about it for a while before she casually replied. “I threw it away.”


    Upon hearing that, Kara was startled. “What?” She threw it away?


    “If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave first.” J did not care much about her as she turned and


    returned to ss.


    Meanwhile, the words ‘I threw it’ continued to repeat itself in Kara’s mind while she stood in the same


    ce.


    A whileter, she calmed herself down and stared at J’s back in a daze. I really am stupid. I can’t


    believe I’m actually here to ask for her draft. Without mentioning whether she actually designed that


    dress for the performancest night, how could someone who treats her draft so sloppily draw


    something that beautiful?


    As she let out a faintugh, her face was filled with sarcasm.


    Now that the performance had officially ended, it was time for the mock examination of Woodsbury


    University in the evening.


    During the evening break, everyone from the medical school anxiously waited for the mock


    examination.


    “F*ck! When I walked past the principal’s office earlier, I identally heard Miss Hogan casually


    mentioning that the mock examination was prepared by Markovia’s Medical Research Institution.”


    “The Markovia’s Medical Research Institution? Oh no! Don’t scare me.”


    “Why would I scare you? That’s what the principal said. Also, Dr. Fernandaz from Markovia has also


    arrived in Sandfort City.”