Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 1172

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 1172

Doing Them a Favor

“Oh, don’t worry—this virus will not kill you. It’ll only make you wish you were dead.”

“No, no! Get the f*ck away from me!” Emily looked at the sharp needle in Janet’s hand and kept retreating backward.

In the end, she was forced into a corner, and her whole body was pinned down by Janet. She was no longer able to fight nor resist.

Watching the sharp needle sink slowly into her flesh, she let out an animalistic growl.

The entire dungeon was filled with the woman’s screams.

In under two minutes, Emily’s screams stopped; it was replaced by a pained expression on her face.

Janet gave her a cold look and clicked her tongue sarcastically. “I didn’t even expect the drug to take effect so quickly.”

“Janet Jackson! Kill me…” Emily hissed through her teeth. “Kill me if you dare! Kill me now! If you don’t, when I get out, I will definitely make your life a living hell!”

Janet only glanced at her lightly, but she said nothing.

“Janet Jackson, you’ve done so many evil things. There will definitely be retribution. There will be!”

The drug began to take effect in her body. It was as if there were a million ants digging into her body.

She felt so itchy that she wanted to die.

But she couldn’t even scratch her hands, so she could only scream and let it out.

Janet threw the syringe into the trash can, then glanced at the guard to order them. “Ugh, how annoying. Just pull out her tongue.”

Upon hearing her order, the guard walked to Emily without any hesitation.

“No, Janet. I beg you to let me go. Please, I beg of you…”

Emily opened her eyes wide and looked at Janet’s back with a look of despair.

“Go away! Don’t touch me! Let me out right now! Janet, I won’t pull things like this anymore. Please let me go.”

“Ah!!”

Janet turned her head to look away from the bloody scene. Before she left the dungeon, she specially instructed the guards as well. “As for Corey Hills, do the same to him.”

While saying that, she also handed over the remaining syringe in her hand to her subordinates.

“Yes, chief. I will get it done now.“

Janet then left the dungeon without looking back.

The moment she came out of the dungeon, she raised her head and saw an endless horizon—the scene was much better than that dull, dark and dirty place she had just left.

However, the two of them didn’t cherish their chances and pushed her to her limits time and time again.

She felt that she had done them a favor by letting them live.

At the same time, at First Hospital.

Old Madam Lowry was sitting in the lounge, extremely anxious.

It had only been half an hour, but it felt like half a year had passed.

She frowned, stomped her feet, and muttered to herself, “Why haven’t those two come back? Janet is pregnant now, which means she needs to rest more. What are we to do if she catches a cold outside?”

Sean smiled and shook his head. “Old Madam, with Mr. Lowry accompanying Miss Jackson, she will definitely be fine.”

“Hmph! He is not reliable at all! Janet was the one who took care of him when he was sick those days. I think she is a hundred times better than him.” Old Madam Lowry complained, the corners of her mouth twitching as she snickered. “Ah! Forget it, forget it! Now that Janet is pregnant, I won’t say he is useless!”

“Grandma, I heard you even though you said you won’t say it anymore.”

Suddenly, a low male voice came from behind. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Old Madam Lowry stood frozen for a moment, turned her head, and saw Mason frowning slightly while looking at her helplessly.

And beside him was Janet.

Immediately, Old Madam Lowry got up with a smile and hurriedly stepped forward to Janet. “Oh. Janet! You’re finally back.”

Janet glanced at Sean. At this point, she could almost guess why Old Madam Lowry was here.

“Are you tired? Oh! Are you cold?” Old Madam Lowry stared at Janet; the tenderness and care in her eyes was almost overflowing.

Janet hooked her lips and replied softly, “I’m not tired.”

“Are you hungry, then? If you are, I will ask the cook at home to prepare some snacks and send them over.”

“I’m not…”

Janet couldn’t resist Old Madam Lowry’s enthusiasm. From what she saw, the old lady looked more excited about her pregnancy than she herself was.