Chapter 1175

Beneath the pair of gold-framed glasses was a sharp pair of eyes glaring at her. Sherry stuttered for a moment but quickly recollected herself. She exclaimed out loud, "Hahaha...John, come and take a look at your wife, she looks so funny!” John was silent. Sherry smiled and turned to Shannon again. Shannon had removed the bucket off her head, revealing her sorry state underneath. Her wet hair clung to her scalp and her face had gone pale. She cast a sorrowful look at John with red puffy eyes. Her look would have invoked sympathy if not for her ruined makeup that made her look like a third-rate actor in the role of a ghost in a horror film. Sherry was still cackling away like a mad woman. Her stomach was beginning to hurt from all that laughing, so she did all she could to suppress her laughter. Shannon pitifully pleaded for help, “John…” John glanced at her, then he looked at the puddle of water all over the floor and the bucket on the ground. He turned t