My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess
Chapter 113

Left in a Hurry

Finally, she didn't have to be surrounded anymore.

After the other guests left one after another, Madam Collins happily said, Lucille, can you go stay overnight in the Collins Manor with me? You left in a hurry last time, not to mention that you're part of the family now. Aren't you going to go see your room?" Most importantly, the thing that Madam Collins had asked someone to prepare still hadn't come in handy.

It was related to whether she could have a great-grandchild as soon as possible.

After all, opportunities were created, not found.

Lucille didn't think much of it and was about to subconsciously turn her down. However, before she could even speak, she saw Madam Collins turn pale as she covered her chest and tipped back. Everyone was shocked.

"Grandma! Grandma!"

"Madam Collins!"

"Hey, what's wrong with you? You were fine just now." Madam Louisa was so anxious that she almost cried.

Joseph's expression changed. He immediately ordered, "Send her back to the Collins Manor! Then, call Master Walton!"

"Yes, sir!"

All of them hurriedly moved Madam Collins into the car.

Lucille frowned. She instructed someone to send Molly back to the Jules Residence before following the others.

On the way there, Lucille sat beside Madam Collins and held her wrist to feel her pulse.

Madam Collins pulse indicated that her body was normal. Nonetheless, she had an old injury on her leg, which left her unable to walk on her own. She could only rely on a wheelchair.

Apart from that, the moment her body weakened even slightly, she was susceptible to fainting the moment she got worked up emotionally.

That was because she was old, and it was not a serious ailment.

Lucille heaved a sigh of relief. It was a pity that there were no tools around. All she could do was pinch Madam Collins' philtrum.

Joseph was right next to Lucille. When he saw what she was doing, he did not try to stop her.

A few seconds later, Madam Collins slowly woke up and muttered, "I'm old. My body is so useless."

"Grandma, what are you talking about? You're in good health."

"I know my own body."

Madam Collins waved her hand and sighed. "I just can't stop worrying about Josh. I just hope that he can live longer than me and that he doesn't go before I do."

After saying that, she felt that these words were a bad omen. Madam Collins quickly coughed a few times and corrected herself. "I want to personally witness you getting married and successfully running your business. You'd better give me a grandson as soon as possible!" While they were talking, they arrived at the Collins Manor.

When Madam Collins was put into her wheelchair, she asked Lucille to push her inside.

Lucille smiled. Since she was already there, it was impossible for her to Heave right then.

She simply stepped forward and pushed Madam Collins into the house.

No one noticed that Madam Collins, who was being pushed forward, kept shooting glances at Madam Louisa.

Madam Louisa understood and nodded subtly.

She knew that Madam Collins was trying very hard to progress Lucille and Joseph's relationship.

After entering the house, Madam Collins yawned. In a tired voice, she said, "I'm going to sleep first. This is your home, Lucille, so you can relax. You must be tired today. Go and have a rest. Good girl."

Madam Louisa stepped forward just in time and led the way. "I'll take you back to your room, Mrs. Collins."

"Okay." Lucille nodded and followed her upstairs.

It was her second time at the Collins manor. She was familiar with the

furnishing and general layout, so there was nothing to be shy about.

After Lucille went upstairs, Madam Collins suddenly pointed at a plate of snacks on the table and told Joseph, "Josh, hurry up and bring that to Lucille. Didn't you notice that Lucille didn't eat anything all night? How can you not care about your own wife. Joseph picked up the snacks and immediately went upstairs.

Of course, he cared about his wife.

When he was heading up, he saw Madam Louisa walking out of Lucille's

room.

Seeing him, Madam Louisa stepped aside, bowed, and greeted him with a grin. "Please come in, Mr. Joseph."

Joseph walked in.

Creak...

Before he could make a sound, he suddenly heard the door behind him closing mercilessly, accompanied by the sound of the door, being locked from outside.

Joseph had a strange look on his face as he raised his eyebrows.

So, he had been tricked by Madam Collins?