Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 77

“Honey, I’m still at the art gallery. I’ll go find you after I’m done. Mwah!”

Janet’s moment of silence was suddenly interrupted by a middle-aged lady’s voice. The lady continued to speak on the phone while ignoring the people around her.

“Oh well, I miss you too.” The lady continued to blabber.

In the meantime, Janet looked toward the words written on the wall. ‘Please be quiet!’

Not long after, her phone suddenly rang, so she took out her phone and noticed that Lee sent her a message. Just when she was about to reply to him, the lady had already ended her call and was now walking toward her.

“Can you be quiet? Can’t you see that there are lots of people here?” After that, the lady even rolled her eyes at Janet.

Janet raised her eyes and looked at her with a calm expression as the lady continued to speak, “What are you looking at? Have you not seen a gorgeous lady before?!”

Janet’s lips curled upward, revealing a menacing smile. Gorgeous lady? I’ve actually never seen a gorgeous lady like her before.

An attendant went up to both of them and asked, “What’s the problem?”

phone was ringing, so I asked her to silence it, but she talked back

felt aggrieved. “Can you two lower your voices? Please don’t disturb others at the art

Hunt’s eyes widened, staring at the attendant. “Who are you talking

a moment, the attendant didn’t

need me to check the security cameras and see

nose and scolded, “You little b*tch.

your finger at me; otherwise, you won’t be

just say?” Madam

girl. This little girl is

wild little girl. Believe it or not, I

worsening,

manager dressed in a black suit came over. “What are you two arguing

as Madam Hunt saw the manager coming, she feigned that she was the victim and complained, “Look at her. Not only is she being noisy in public, but she even scolded me

the older woman wore jewelry. She isn’t someone whom I should mess with, so I’ll just start with this little girl. “Alright. Alright. Stop fighting. The

smiled coldly. “Please

please be the judge. This little girl not only scolded me, but she also accused me of something that I didn’t do!” She made her tears clear for everyone to

couldn’t make an evaluation of the situation because they didn’t know the whole story, so all of them remained

Madam Hunt, who was blocking her path, “Move away!” However, Madam Hunt straightened her posture and refused