Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife novel Chapter 1171

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 1171

Why Is She Still Standing Here Alive?

“Oh, yes. My bad.” Mason patted her head. “It would be better if she could be like you, babe.”

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Even until dinner was over, Janet still couldn’t get to eat the plate of honey sriracha meatballs.

The moment she stretched her arm out to try to pick it up while they were busy eating, Herbert and James would stop her halfway to nag at her about it for more than half an hour.

So, the plate of meatballs was basically confiscated by the men.

Janet was a little upset and suddenly remembered something, so she looked at Mason and said, “I want to see Emily and Corey.”

“What are you going to see them for? Just thinking about them is ruining my appetite.”

“Well, I thought we should bring an end to the matter,” Janet said lightly.

“I’ll get Black Python to do it—he’ll chop off their heads to feed the dogs!”

Janet shook her head. “I will resolve the matter between me and them by myself.”

A trace of anger flashed in the man’s eyes. “They will only try to hurt you again.”

Janet could only smile helplessly. “Don’t worry. Their hands and feet will be cuffed anyway.”

Since she insisted on going, he knew he couldn’t say anything else to stop her.

After arriving in the basement, Mason stood outside waiting while Janet went to meet the two of them alone.

It had been two days since they last met.

While they were locked up, Emily laughed maniacally almost every day, and she even cursed Janet verbally.

From what she knew, Janet was supposed to be terminally ill by now.

So the moment she saw Janet, her body trembled, and the smile on her face slowly faded.

“Janet Jackson? Why are you here? How?”

It was a feeling akin to falling from heaven to hell.

Her heart fell to her stomach all of a sudden, and cold sweat was dripping down her back.

Is Janet really Doctor Sandra?

How could this be…

How could Janet have so many identities?!

Emily figured she must have come to deceive her on purpose.

Yes, that must be it—she must have come to see me act like a clown on purpose.

“Janet Jackson, do you really think I would buy it?” Emily laughed loudly.

Janet knew that Emily was on the verge of collapsing. At this time, if she further antagonized her, there was a high possibility that she would really go crazy.

Hence, Janet slowly took out the syringe hidden in her sleeve and pushed on the plunger, whereupon the yellow liquid slowly overflowed from the tip of the needle. Then, she held it up in front of Emily and said slowly, “Since you don’t believe what I said, then have a good taste of the virus I developed specially for you.”