Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife

The July sun was like a blazing fire, scorching the entire village and crop fields.

“Janet, someone is looking for you.”

When the neighbor, Mr. Wallace, found Janet Jackson, she was busy planting watermelon seedlings. The girl looked up and stared wide-eyed at the man. She had a cool temperament, and her skin was exceptionally fair. Despite doing farm work at her home all year long, her skin appeared so good that it was enviable.

Mr. Wallace spoke, “That person is in your house. They are from a large family, and they came in a car.” Janet nodded, and she followed him.

At that moment, a group of people was gathered in the Wallace residence. Ms. Cook looked at the girl with a cool temperament walking toward them. She was wearing a linen top and a pair of black trousers, which were splattered with mud and dirt. Even though she did not smell funny, she had an unapproachable and distant aura around her.

Ms. Cook did not bother to hide the disdain in her gaze when she asked her, “Are you Janet?”

Janet nodded while looking indifferent.

Ms. Cook added, “My name is Maya Cook, and I am the housekeeper of the Jackson family. I handle complicated and miscellaneous affairs within the Jackson Family.”

Coincidentally, Madam Wallace—Poppy Wallace—snorted in disdain. Ms. Cook burst out laughing because she knew what Poppy meant when she snorted. It’s just about money, isn’t it? After that, she took out a bankcard from her bag to slam it on the table. “There’s 5 million in here. You will never earn this amount even if you planted crops for the rest of your lives.”

The two middle-aged elderly villagers had their legs crossed while they stared unblinkingly at the bankcard. Hmph, I can’t believe this damned girl is worth so much money!

Poppy persisted, “Are you trying to get rid of us with only 5 million? We’ve raised her for eighteen years!”

you should take it. Don’t

of your business, you damned girl. You stink! Get lost and have a shower; don’t get involved in something unrelated to you!” I’ve never fancied this daughter since she was young. Her results were bad, and she has always been a loner; there is honestly nothing likable about her. Initially, I was hoping to receive some dowry after she got married, but that damned girl ran away after junior high. During that time, I heard from the village’s gossipmonger

in the Wallace residence. Ms. Cook was already feeling annoyed and impatient, and so she threw the card firmly on the table. “It’s for you to decide whether you want the money, but I’m taking her away, without question.” After saying that, she turned

further.

fresh change of clothes, and she was carrying a small bag. After she walked

car straight away, as if the place had no sentimental value to her. I’ve lived here for

the villagers stared at that luxurious car as it sped off and started discussing in hushed tones, “Look, that girl

…

who was in the front seat, noticed Janet’s large and brick-like phone, and a look of disgust flashed through her eyes. What era are we

answer the call, only to be greeted with an anxious voice over the phone. “What happened?” She had a youthful girlish voice, but her tone was indifferent and

tomorrow. Are you coming?” The man’s tone was careful but filled with anticipation. His respectful tone

close friend, Lee Sanders. He would always be first to inform her about the best event across the country. The auction this time was no

not going; I’m busy.” She hung

call? The swindlers in Sandfort City adopted high technologies, and so someone like you,

responding to her. Many swindlers around? Is

phone, Miss Janet. You wouldn’t want to embarrass the Jacksons.” With that, Ms. Cook rolled her eyes at Janet in disdain. She noted

Ms. Cook raised her voice straight away. “I heard that you dropped out of school during junior high, Miss Janet. In that case, I’m sure you’re not familiar

asleep, but her eyelids suddenly fluttered, and her lips