My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess
Chapter 166

Noticed

Lucille waved her hand, turned around, and looked to the side."

Okay. We'll contact each other over the phone, then. By the

way, keep a low profile and don't do anything so that nobody recognizes you. Got it?"

"Understood!"

Hugo and the others calmed down and then went in the direction of the hotel.

There was no one around, so nobody noticed what was going

on beneath the trees.

However, there was a camera above their heads.

When Lucille passed by the camera, she also grabbed the protective device attached to it.

She had gotten it from the lab, and it was very useful. Whether it was a camera or any other recording equipment, the moment she attached the device, it would become completely ineffective.

Lucille put the protective device back into her pocket and then took a taxi to the Jules Residence.

By the time Lucille got home, it was already half past eight at night.

She put the little trinkets she had bought at the entrance of the house, changed her shoes, and went inside.

Lucille still wasn't used to the missing wall. The whole villa

was as big as a small palace. If she wasn't familiar with the layout inside, she would have gotten lost.

She walked in.

When Madam Dahlia saw her, she asked with concern, "You're back, Miss Jules. Are you hungry? I'll make you something to eat."

Hearing that, Lucille remembered that she hadn't eaten

anything from afternoon until night.

His stomach also began to protest. It was growling.

Lucille nodded and was about to agree, but Culver came over and said respectfully, "Please come to our dining room for dinner, Mrs. Collins."

It felt good to have the two houses combined. The servants and chefs that Joseph had hired greatly reduced Madam

Dahlia's workload. She no longer needed to hire someone else to clean the place.

She could even get free meals while she was at it.

Lucille told Madam Dahlia, "You don't have to cook anymore,

Madam Dahlia."

Then, she went toward the large dining room.

Joseph was already sitting there and waiting. He was still holding the aggrieved little cat in his arms.

Lucille glanced at the kitten and asked curiously, "Did you bully

it?"

""Meow, meow.

The tiny cat meowed twice, broke free from Joseph's embrace and immediately jumped into Lucille's arms.

Seeing this scene, even Culver was a little speechless.

He suspected that the cat only allowed Joseph to carry it to spare him any embarrassment. Out of all the servants and bodyguards in the villa, if any of them tried to touch the cat, they would definitely get scratched. Meanwhile, when it came to Lucille and Joseph, the little cat meowed and acted like a spoiled child!

Hmph. The reality was so cruel!

Lucille held the cat in her arms and comforted it for a while. Finally, it fell asleep as she was holding it, as comfortable as it could be.

Joseph signaled for the servants to serve the dishes. He then opened his mouth slowly to answer Lucille's question.

"I was just talking about how I wanted to get it neutered."

"Neutered?" she repeated.

Was that why the cat felt wronged?

Lucille thought for a moment and casually remarked, "Apparently, cats are supposed to get neutered once they reach maturity, but I'm not too sure, either. Let's wait and see what the veterinarian says. If it's for the cat's good, then it should get neutered." After Lucille finished speaking, she felt that something was

wrong.

The cat belonged to Joseph. Why was she involved in the

discussion? It was as if they were parents talking about their

child.

Lucille decided not to say anything more.

However, when she inadvertently looked up, she was met with

a faint sense of amusement in Joseph's eyes.

He asked, "Why are you blushing, Bobo?"

Interested in Me

Lucille asked, "Am I?"

"Yes," Joseph affirmed.

Then, he changed the topic and smiled with an even deeper meaning behind it. "You're blushing, Bobo. Don't tell me that means you're interested in me?"

Lucille remained silent and flashed a fake smile. She raised

the knife and fork in her hand to cut the steak in front of her,

and then said, "You shouldn't talk while you eat."

It was obvious that she didn't want to speak to him.

Joseph laughed quietly. His charming eyes shone with a faint glint. He opened his thin lips slightly, and his charming and pleasant voice had a hint of temptation in it. "Honestly, Bobo, if you want me to, I can sacrifice myself." "I don't want that. Thank you!"

Lucille buried herself in her meal,

After she finished eating, she did not even try to act polite. She went straight upstairs and returned to her room.

Molly followed Lucille into the room with her favorite toy in her arms and said, "Bobo, I've realized that you and Mr. Joseph's relationship seems to have improved after you came back from Talford Village." "Really?" Lucille was very surprised because earlier, Madam

Dahlia had said almost the same thing.

"Yes!" Molly nodded vigorously before laughing. "You should try your best to win Mr. Joseph over, Bobo. That way, his

property will belong to you, and we will have an endless supply of money!"

Lucille poked her grumpily. "You just want an infinite supply of candy, don't you?"

Molly's thoughts were exposed. She covered her mouth and tried not to shed tears of disappointment.

Lucille shook her head and went into the bathroom with a set of clothes.

When she emerged, Molly had already returned to her room.

She grabbed the hairdryer and began drying her hair.

At that moment, her phone on the table lit up. She had received. a text message from an unknown number.

There was only one sentence.

It read: "Miss Jules, how about you set up a time for us to talk?"

What a matter-of-fact tone.

Lucille glanced at it and ignored it.

Whoever sent that kind of text message hadn't even introduced themselves. Not only were they rude, but they also had an incredibly annoying sense of superiority.

Lucille dried her hair, turned off the light, and was about to go to bed. She suddenly remembered that she hadn't treated

Joseph yet that day, so she had no choice but to get up and pick up her bag of tools before leaving the room.

Despite that, what Lucille didn't know was that after she went out, the phone on the table lit up again. It was from the same number as earlier.

This time, the message said: "This is Fiona Melling."

Even so, the moment the text was sent, it quickly disappeared and went into the trash because Lucille had blocked the

number.

In the room next door, Lucille once again took Joseph's pulse after treating him. When she found that his condition was improving day by day, she breathed a sigh of relief and reminded him, "This is a very important period of time. It's when the toxins are being suppressed. Remember, you can't..."

However, the next couple of words were difficult for Lucille to

say.

She hesitated for a long time, unable to say the words.

Joseph raised an eyebrow and asked, "Hmm? What can't I do?"

"You can't... be too indulgent." Lucille quickly put away her tools. She was afraid that he couldn't hear her clearly, so she added, "You must be careful and keep calm. Don't overreact to anything. Once you get past this stage, you won't be affected by it anymore." Even Joseph, which was used to all kinds of unpredictable situations, didn't expect her to say that.

The atmosphere inexplicably became awkward.

Lucille walked out of the door with the bag of tools in her

hand. She remembered the rumors about Joseph circulating in Shein City. One of them said that Joseph never got close to women. There were no women who could even get within three steps of him, let alone surround him.

In other words...

There was nothing to panic over. It wasn't like Joseph would have the chance to do anything, so it wouldn't affect him.

Lucille pondered for a moment. Then, implicitly and tactfully, she told him, "Actually, I'm sure you know the extent of my medical skills, so if you have any other diseases, I can cure them, Mr. Joseph. You just need to pay an extra treatment fee." Claim Bonus For Free Every Day>>