My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess
Chapter 207

Silence

What was she supposed to look at so late in the night?

Lucille couldn't be bothered to get up. When she thought of how Joseph's ambiguous kiss, she retorted, "I'm going to sleep!"

After saying that, there was no sound outside the door.

It was late at night, and it was silent outside the villa.

She tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep no matter how hard she tried.

As long as she closed her eyes, she would think of everything that happened in Dilsburg.

She would think of... that person.

"Frank," she murmured.

"I wonder how you're doing?"

She raised her hand to touch the light in front of her. However, at that moment, a loud noise came

from outside the window.

Bang!

What was going on? Was there an attack?

Lucille got up and immediately ran to the window to open the curtains.

A bunch of fireworks lit up the dark night sky.

The moment she opened the curtains, the fireworks exploded all over the sky at once. The colorful, gorgeous, and dazzling fireworks illuminated the gloomy night sky.

Everything in front of her was breathtakingly beautiful.

Lucille looked at the fireworks outside the window in surprise.

Bang, bang, bang! The sounds lasted for a long time.

When Lucille subconsciously turned her head, she saw Joseph standing on the balcony of his bedroom, holding the little cat, whose name was Lala, in his arms. Under the gorgeous light of the fireworks, the man's eyebrows seemed even more handsome. His every move was arrogant and noble, which was intimidating like a god.

He had been staring at her the whole time she was watching the fireworks.

Joseph's gaze was burning, deep, and elusive. If one were to look carefully, one would find it to be a little aggressive, dangerous, and alluring.

Lucille's heart skipped a beat.

For some reason, she felt that after performing the treatment that day, the relationship between her and Joseph had become much more subtle. Particularly, he had said...

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"Mrs. Collins, don't think of another man in front of me."

"Bobo, what if I told you that I'm not acting?"

Every word seemed to be progressing their relationship in an uncontrollable direction.

Lucille turned her head away. She spun around and returned to her room. She then closed the curtains, blocking Joseph's line of sight to her, as well as the grand and gorgeous fireworks outside.

For the whole night, the fireworks never stopped.

It was loud, but Lucille slept soundly. Her thoughts about that person had been interrupted by the noise outside the window.

She had stopped thinking completely.

For once, Lucille got a good night's sleep.

For the next few days, Lucille trained as usual.

She was cruel to others, but she was even harder on herself. After training for a few hours every day, she would sweat profusely. Even Molly couldn't help shaking her head when she saw that. She sighed, saying that Lucille was basically torturing herself. The process was difficult, but Lucille was very satisfied.

At the very least, she was gradually regaining her old skills. Currently, she had barely reached 60 percent.

Even so, that was far from enough,

After Lucille finished her training and wiped her sweat off, she went back to her room to take a shower and change her clothes before going downstairs to have breakfast.

As soon as she sat down at the dining table, a shadow engulfed her. In a flash, Joseph sat across from her with a smile.

The man had a devilishly handsome face. His thin lips were parted slightly, and his smile was enticing.

"Good morning, Bobo."

Lucille did not reply.