My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Twenty minutes later, the taxi stopped.

Lucille had already removed the disguise on her face and got out of the car after paying the fare.

When she was heading off for the task, she had thought of getting a souvenir. However, she ended up returning empty-handed.

Lucille shook her head. She was about to press the doorbell at the entrance of the Jules Residence when she caught a glimpse of a tall figure standing in the middle of the courtyard. His shadow was stretched into the distance. It was Joseph.

Lucille could not see the expression on Joseph's face because of how dark it was. She looked up and met his familiar eyes.

In an instant, memories flooded into her mind

Lucille didn't know what she was feeling guilty about. She immediately looked away and opened the big iron gate of the villa with her fingerprint. Ther she passed by Joseph and quickly stepped into the villa.

She didn't greet him when she left, nor did she greet him when she came back.

It was as if a cold war had broken out between them.

Even so,

she didn't know what she was angry about. It was true that their relationship was only contractual. The fact that he was investigating her, had his guard up against her, and didn't trust her was only natural.. Lucille returned to her room and shut the door tightly.

It was not until then that she touched her wildly beating heart and forced herself to suppress that strange feeling

Lucille took a deep breath. She got a set of clean clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When she came out of the bathroom, Lucille heard someone knocking on her door twice. She heard Molly's sneaky voice from outside. "You're back, Bobo

Lucille walked over and opened the door.