My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess
Chapter 131

Nearly Full

Nearly Full

The next day...

The breeze was gentle and the clouds billowed calmly.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the two large buses in front of the school gate were nearly full. There were also long rows of cars from the Gilbert family which were lined up in an orderly manner.

Compared to the rest of the students, who were carrying luggage bags full of snacks, Lucille had only one backpack with her. She had packed two or three sets of clothes, as well as some soap. There was camouflage tools hidden at the very bottom.

She packed as light as possible.

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Jenny's sharp eyes caught sight of Lucille, who was walking toward them from the side of the road. A cold smile tugged at the corners of Jenny's lips. She looked like she was in a good mood.

The classmates who were close to her could not help but say, "Don't be angry, Jenny. After Lucille gets into the car, we'll all gang up on her. Let's. see if she still has the gall to go to the countryside with us for the free clinic! You'll be able to vent your anger over what happened on the sports. field yesterday, too."

Unexpectedly, Jenny shook her head. With a meaningful grin, she replied, "No. Something good is about to happen."

Sebastian had spent a great deal of money to hire a few people the night. before who would wait for an opportunity to cripple Lucille's legs after they arrived at Talford Village.

She was going to teach Lucille a lesson by crippling her for the rest of her life. Lucille. would never be able to stand up again.

Jenny flashed a smug smirk and began humming out of joy.

Zoey's eyes flickered slightly when she saw that.

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Jenny had suffered so much on the sports field the day before.

Considering how much she loved to hold grudges, she probably wanted to rip Lucille to shreds. How could Jenny be acting so normal as if she didn't care at all? Unless...

Zoey seemed to have understood something. She smiled and was visibly happy.

At that moment, Lucille got on the bus,

The seats were nearly full. Even if there was an empty seat, others would put their leg up onto it or occupy it with their belongings. They deliberately made things difficult for her and embarrassed her.

Lucille glanced at the crowd and continued to walk forward casually.

Right then, Zoey raised her hand and shouted, "Lucille, come sit with me. was just about to get off the bus, anyway."

As she spoke, she picked up her small bag and got up to give up her seat.

The others were confused. "Why are you getting off the bus, Zoey?"

"..." Zoey's face turned red, and she seemed a little embarrassed.

Jenny raised her voice and said with an ambiguous look on her face, "Do you even need to ask? Obviously, she's going to the motorcade in front to sit in a comfortable, spacious, and luxurious car! Think about it. Who's the one who organized this charity event? It's Mr. Samuel! How could he let Zoey squeeze into this crowded bus?"

With that, Jenny shot a provocative look at Lucille.

Lucille turned a deaf ear and found a seat by the window to sit down. Her face was calm and composed.

When the others heard that, they immediately began crying out and kicked up a fuss.

"I'm so jealous! Do you really have to show off in front of us so early in the morning?"

Nearly Fall

"Oh my god! I wish that was me!"

"Mr. Samuel is so nice to you, Zoey. I told you. There are so many classes in our school, but he chose us specifically for the charity event. It turns out that it's because we have Zoey!" Zoey blushed. Modestly, she muttered, "That's not the case. Don't think too. much about it..."

"If you still won't admit it, then we'll ask Mr. Gilbert ourselves later!"

The girls were laughing and joking, which made Zoey flush even more.

It was then that they heard a steady and mellow voice. "Ask me what?"

It was Samuel.

He had come.

Zoey walked over. She immediately grabbed Samuel's arm and shyly murmured, "Let's go, Samuel. Don't listen to their nonsense.

One of the girls loudly joked, "We were just talking about you, Mr. Samuel. When will Zoey become the mistress of the Gilbert family? We want a piece of the pie when it happens!" Everyone thought that Samuel might not answer the question.

Even Zoey had her eyes on him. Although there was a glimmer of expectation in her eyes, she was more nervous than anything.

Samuel smiled, then put his arm around her waist and said, "I can't make any promises about when it'll happen, but what I can guarantee is that she's the only person who will be my wife."