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Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife novel Chapter 198

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 198

Abby looked down and immediately screamed in surprise. “Janet, why do you have a physical copy of Rose’s ‘Warm Blade’?” As soon as she finished speaking, the classmates around her instantly gathered and exclaimed in shock, “Really? Let me see!” Many students looked at the book in anticipation and excitement.

“Oh my God! This book even has Rose’s personal signature!”

“Really? Let me see if it’s real.”

As they spoke, another student pulled out another book with Rose’s signature and compared it to Abby’s book. “It’s real!”

“It really is her signature!”

“Oh my goodness! I’m so jealous!”

Turning to look at Janet in confusion, Abby asked, “Janet, where did you get this book from?”

Janet replied with a blank expression, “A friend gave it to me.”

Upon hearing, all of them said enviously, “Oh, I want a friend like that too!” Feeling touched and excited, Abby hugged Janet with tears in her eyes and coquettishly said, “Janet, you’re the best. Thank you so much!” Turns out that I still hold an important place in Janet’s heart.

Just then, Gordon had just returned to the classroom and saw Abby’s eyes were red but he didn’t know the reason. Then, he pulled out a book from his bag and placed it on Abby’s table. Abby immediately looked up at Gordon with a look of shock on her face.

Meeting her gaze, Gordon asked in a low voice, “What? Didn’t you say that you want this book?” Hearing this, the group of classmates that had dispersed gathered again and looked at Abby with envy. Abby nodded slowly in reply before she pulled out the copy that Janet had given her a moment ago. Seeing this, Gordon awkwardly reached out and took the book back without saying a word.

Looking at the book in Gordon’s hands, the group of classmates muttered jealousy, “I want one too!”

“People with the same social status as a Young Master Yaleman can probably get as many copies as they want.”

“I agree! I’m so jealous!”

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