Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife novel Chapter 943

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 943

Thankfully, Sharon was familiar with competitions like this and she did well enough in her curriculum to participate in the competition.

As the school paid extra attention to the competition this year, they elected Dylan to return to train the entrants.

The training was being held in the school conference room.

Upon checking the name list, he noticed that there was a student missing. He then turned to Sharon, whom he knew was close to Janet. “Miss Nathan, is Miss Jackson really not joining the competition this year?”

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Sharon sighed at his question. She also knew that it was a shame for Janet to miss out on the event. “We have tried to talk her into it, but she has said no each single time. We can’t change her mind about this.”

“Well then, I suppose we should get started.” Dylan sounded helpless and his shoulders sagged ever so slightly in defeat. He did not have much hope for the competition this year if the top scholar was going to give it a miss. If the rumors were true that someone from the Rocher Family in Yobril would be participating in the competition, he despaired even more at that thought.

He pressed his lips into a grim line. What in the world is Janet so scared of?

After an hour’s worth of training, Sharon emerged from the conference room with an exhausted expression.

She had to admit that the training was tougher than she had expected.

Sharon dragged her feet on her way back to the medical school.

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When Janet saw Sharon walking toward them with her head bowed in defeat, she could not help but ask, “What’s wrong?”

Sharon placed her notes on the table and wearily sighed. “I don’t even know where to begin. If I can’t even make it through the training, how in the world am I going to survive the competition?”

Upon hearing that, Abby immediately patted her chest in relief. “Thank goodness I didn’t sign up for it.” She was certain that if she did, she would emerge as last in the competition.

Janet, on the other hand, took up the notes on the table and perused them. There was a pause before her lips curved upward with the beginnings of a smile and she said in an amused tone, “It’s not as hard as it looks.”

“It isn’t?” Sharon frowned. “Janet, Professor Fontaine is the one who came up with these questions and all of them are at the SSS-level.”