Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 889


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 889


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    The organizer hurriedly rushed onto the stage and reminded the host. “There’s another contestant by


    the name of J Jackson. She hasn’t performed yet!”


    Upon hearing those words, the host looked embarrassed. I can’t believe I forgot about thest


    contestant! Making a mistake like that is absolutely unforgivable! Besides, it’s a mistake I will never


    make under normal circumstances. Sigh. I can only me J Jackson for having such a low


    presence that Ipletely forgot about her! Still, the results won’t change even if she finishes her


    performance. Those that passed the preliminary round would still pass, and the current ranking won’t


    change either!


    The host picked up the microphone again and announced, “My sincerest apologies. There was a


    mistake with the rankings just now. We still have the final contestant, J Jackson, who has yet to


    make her appearance. Please wee her onstage!”


    As soon as those words rang out, the judges in the audience seats nced at each other. J is an


    author who joined the pianopetition just for the fun of it. We aren’t quite sure how to score her


    performance either… Sigh; this is troublesome.


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    Backstage, Hazel had a gloating expression on her face as she smilingly said, “Some people just have


    so little presence that even the host forgot about their existence.”


    Emily boldly said, “Haha. The host has great foresight. Even if a certain somebody performs, it won’t


    make a difference to the current rankings or the people who passed the preliminary round. It’s just a


    perfunctory action at this point.”


    Only Hazel and Emily were talking in the observation area. The other contestants chose to remain


    silent. They simply sat there and waited in silence. On the other hand, J leaned her body sideways.


    Her eyes curved with a slight smile as she, too, remained silent.


    Emily took J’s faint smile to be a bitter smile. Therefore, she added, “Don’t be too nervous. In the


    worst case, you can choose to give up. It’s not humiliating to do so. Besides, you’ll beughed at, at


    most.”


    J slowly turned her head while raising her eyebrows. “Thanks.”


    Emily was slightly taken aback by J’s response. A look of scorn and disdain shed through her


    eyes. I have to admit; J’s mental strength is extraordinary. Then, J lifted her eyes andnguidly


    walked onto the stage. Her high ponytailpletely exposed her fair neck. She was wearing a white


    blouse paired with a light-colored denim skirt. Her attire made her look extremely clean.


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    Even if J was not conspicuously dressed, she was particrly eye-catching on the stage. More


    than tens of thousands of pairs of eyes watched her fixedly, but the looks in their eyes were


    complicated and undefined. In their opinion, she was pretty, intelligent, and had quite a good


    reputation. However, she had to also be a little crazy; why else would she involve herself in piano too?!


    With all of those factorsbined, the audience looked at J with disinterested expressions. Even


    so, some of them took out their phones to record her performance. Their aim was simple enough—they


    wanted to record her embarrassing moments. They were sure manyizens would be interested in


    those moments too. After all, they wanted to see how the chairperson of the Writers Association was


    going to make a fool of herself.


    Despite all that, some of Rose’s fans among the audience cheered for her too. “Good luck, J! We


    believe you can do it!”


    To be honest, most of these fans did not hold out much hope for her performance. They were simply


    hoping that she would not be rankedst, lest she became the butt of jokes. Compared to the cheering


    Emily and Roxy received, the support for J was very, very little. Contrarily, some of Emily’s fans


    even stepped forward and mockingly yelled, “Even if you cheer with all your might, it won’t change


    J’s rankings! She should stick to writing books if that’s her forte! Why is she joining this


    competition?! What a waste of time!” “That’s right; I’m still waiting to see Emily’s next performance!”


    “Hurry up and get off the stage after your performance! Don’t embarrass us!”


    Naturally, Rose’s fans supporting J couldn’t bear hearing such verbal insults being hurled toward


    her. Thus, they retorted, “How do you know nothing will change?! Don’t make false assumptions if you


    don’t know anything!”


    “That’s right! When J became an author, Emily was still ying with sandcastles!”