My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess
Chapter 114

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Lucille was stunned when she heard the door being locked. She walked over and tried to turn the handle.

It didn't budge.

Outside the door, Madam Louisa, who had completed her task, coughed softly. "Mr. Joseph, Mrs. Collins, it's a lucky day. You should rest early. As for the lock, it seems to be broken. I'll ask someone to come and repair it early tomorrow morning. You'll have to endure it for today."

After that, her footsteps quickly faded away.

The corners of Lucille's eyes twitched.

The lock was broken.

Couldn't they have come up with a better excuse?

""What should we do?"

Lucille looked at Joseph and asked, "Do you have any ideas on how to get

out?"

"Let me have a look," Joseph replied.

He calmed down before walking to the window and pulled open the

curtains to take a look.

The window was locked and could not be pushed open whatsoever.

Smashing the window was out of the question. It was bulletproof, and they wouldn't be able to leave a dent. Besides, everything in the room that could be used pry open the door and window had been taken out. There were no tools in the room whatsoever.

Joseph raised an eyebrow. He had no choice but to state, "It looks like we have no choice but to stay like this for the night."

Lucille was speechless.

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Being in the same room was not a big deal. The most important thing was that the door to the bathroom was transparent. It was made of glass.

She had to change out of her dress, didn't she?

Obviously, Joseph also recognized that problem. He looked at the transparent bathroom and turned around, feeling amused. "Grandma ist pretty trendy."

The room was decorated in such an intimate manner.

The newlywed aura in the room was overwhelming.

It was truly... romantic.

Lucille rummaged through the cupboard but did not find anything to hide herself with. In the end, she tore off the bed sheet and hung it up, barely managing to separate the bathroom. She then took the sleeping gown that Madam Collins had prepared in advance and went into the bathroom to change.

By the time she finished changing, Joseph's back was still facing her in al gentlemanly manner.

Lucille looked at the only bed in the room. She rubbed her eyebrows with a slight headache coming on and compromised. "You can sleep on the bed. I'll sleep on the floor."

Madam Collins had really put in a lot of effort. There wasn't even a sofa in such a huge bedroom.

Actually, there have been one before, but it was taken out.

That was to push them to sleep in the same bed.

Only then did Joseph turn around. He sat down at a desk by the side, picked up a book, and slowly murmured, "Go to sleep. I won't move from this seat for the night." Regardless, the problem was that even if he didn't move, she couldn't fall asleep in such a situation.

Lucille pondered for a moment before she lay down on the bed.

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Through the night, the temperature dropped little by little.

Joseph had been able to focus on reading at the start of the night, but as time went on, his gaze shifted to the large bed, possibly because the room. was too quiet. The blanket rose and fell with her breaths.

Moonlight scattered outside the window, covering it with a soft glow.

There was only a small orange lamp in the room, which was moody.

The book in Joseph's hand accidentally landed on the desk, making a slight sound.

Lucille lay motionless on the bed, as if she had fallen asleep.

Joseph retracted his gaze, but the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly.

She was pretending to be asleep.

It was a convincing act, too.

Joseph had no intention of exposing her. He picked up the book and continued reading.

At that moment, however, two pairs of ears were secretly eavesdropping outside the door.

Madam Collins moved sneakily as she quietly brought her ear close to the bedroom door. When she didn't hear anything inside, she got suspicious." This isn't right. Why is it so quiet?" Beside her, Madam Louisa blushed and reminded her, "Isn't it a bad idea for us to eavesdrop on them like this, Madam Collins?"

Madam Collins acted as if she hadn't heard it and only asked, "Did Josh and Lucille eat the snacks before you left?" "No."

"How could they not eat it..."