Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 368

She’s the first to hand in her paper again! The teacher stood up, feeling very confused. What is her actual ability? I really want to know.

As soon as Janet walked out the door and took out her phone, she received a message on Messenger. It was from Mason. She raised her brows, thinking to herself, This man is pretty attentive; he would go so far as to learn the timetable of my university entrance exams. Thus, she dialed the number and said in a leisurely manner, “Hello?”

“Are your exams over?” The man’s sexy and attractive voice came through the phone.

“Yup!” she answered lightly. Then, she added, “Are you outside?”

Mason’s deep eyes darkened slightly and he languidly replied, “I’m outside. Take your time.”

The girl’s pink lips curved into a smile and she walked out. A black Rolls Royce was parked not far from the entrance of Star High School.

as she walked over to the car door. Then, she humorously said, “Mr. Lowry, you sure like changing cars. I wonder if that applies to

both angry and amused. “Do you like being

answering me. Does that mean you want to change women?” Her eyes flashed with a

Miss Jackson and Young Master Mason flirting with each other? This is so embarrassing that I want to

not changing women!” Mason shook his head and continued in a low and firm tone, “Not for the rest of my

the past, she read a comic book saying that all women in love liked to listen to sweet nothings.

had known that Miss Jackson was going to come along with them and join the negotiations with the MX, they would have

cleared his throat and stared at the relaxed Janet in confusion. Why does Young Miss Jackson look so calm after finishing her exams? Could it be that she

Python asked hesitantly, “Were the exams hard? How

Python felt his heart jump up to his throat. Black Python is asking for a beating! Look at that lackadaisical expression on Miss Jackson’s face! One glance is enough to tell you how she did on her exams… Besides, she didn’t even bother studying before her exams. She had been playing with the wolves all day long at the Lowry Residence’s backyard. If Miss Jackson went to obtain an animal tamer’s license, she would definitely ace it. But, a regular exam? Forget it;

trying to indicate to Black Python to watch what he was saying. Noticing that the car was slowly filling with a cold aura, Black Python finally noticed that his question was inappropriate. Thus, he smiled awkwardly and comfortingly said, “Miss Jackson, it doesn’t matter even if you fail your university entrance exams! Most of us at the Lowry Residence