Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 7

In Jackson’s villa, Janet reached home and saw Megan. After saying her greetings, she locked herself in the room.

Megan’s expression was gloomy as she intermittently glanced at the room on the second floor.

The villa was quiet; only her sighs could be heard.

It was only when another girl appeared that a smile finally showed on her face.

“Mommy, I’m back.”

Upon seeing that Emily had returned, Megan put on a kind and caring smile.

“Emily, you are back. Are you hungry? I’ll ask the housekeeper to prepare something for you to eat.”

Emily shook her head. “I’m not hungry. Mommy, are you tired? Let me give you a back massage.”

Megan nodded with a wide grin on her face.

The only person she could rely on was this daughter of hers, who wasn’t even her biological daughter—her biological daughter treated her like an enemy.

She gave her trouble after attending school for just a few days. Today, the teacher from Star High School specially gave them a call to tell her that Janet didn’t pay attention in class and flirted with boys.

Sigh, it was really embarrassing. Brian and my reputation, which we had maintained for all our lives, were destroyed at the hands of Janet.

“Mommy, is Janet home?”

Megan pouted while casting a glance at the second floor from the corner of her eyes. “She’s upstairs. Emily, help me to give her some advice.”

Emily patted on Megan’s back and consoled her, “Mommy, don’t worry. Although she isn’t serious in school, I’ll help to supervise her.”

Megan nodded as she didn’t know what else she could do.

Only this daughter is reliable.

When Emily went upstairs and knocked on the door, she intentionally pulled the window open to peek inside.

holding the most recent auction magazine in her hand while intermittently turning on

reading an auction magazine? Such a

long discovered Emily’s sneaky behaviors, but she didn’t expose her; she continued to chat on her

Bronze Bull Head that we got from the UN

‘Okay. I’m comfortable with leaving the matter to

from Sandfort City wants to interview you about your thoughts on

‘I’m busy.

such important occasions? Janet,

‘I’m busy preparing for an exam.’ Then, she

who was in the middle of a task and finally managed to squeeze out some spare time,

exam? Driving license?

after Janet kept away her phone, Emily knocked on her

Janet couldn’t bear to keep

“What’s wrong?”

asked me to come up to

else?” she casually asked, raising her ending

next second. “Janet, is it true that you hate me? Do you hate me for snatching away your mother’s love? Or perhaps because you hate me for refusing to leave?”

a smile while coldly watching

around to leave her room, but she then turned back to Emily and uttered, “I

clenched her fists. She looked at Janet’s back view before wiping her tears

that moment, the maid happened to have finished preparing their meal, so she yelled, “Miss Janet, Miss

dining table, Brian and Megan initially planned to avoid the topic

of it, daddy, mommy, we

“Emily, do your best! I’m sure that you can

made her worry—she was

who was eating with her head lowered, paused for a moment

relationship with my family for

Janet. He then coughed and uttered,

“Daddy, I understand. Today, I helped her

feel awkward again, so he could

played games for the whole morning. There was an advantage for sitting behind—the teacher couldn’t clearly see what she was doing. The class teacher nodded, feeling pleased and

obediently wanted

Abby suddenly walked over