My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Chapter 2

"Lucille." Zoey bit her lip and pleaded pitifully, "Are you still blaming me for what happened yesterday? I've explained to Dad and our brothers, but they don't believe me..."

Lucille sneered, revealing a flash of defiance in her eyes. "If you really want to help me clear my name, why not just show them the surveillance footage?"

She leaned against the bed, her delicate face slightly pallid. It was clear that she was frail at the moment.

But the coldness in her eyes was chilling.

She used to be a silent and introverted person, but her entire demeanor had changed. Was this still the naive Lucille from before?

Zoey suddenly felt a sense of panic, her fingers on the armrest of the wheelchair turning slightly white.

She composed herself, turned her head to the two men behind her, and spoke in a whiny voice, "Samuel, Charles, I knew that Lucille was still angry with me. Could you help me persuade her, please?" Lucille felt nauseous from Zoey's coquettish tone, but unfortunately, these two men were clearly enjoying it.

Charles Jules stepped forward confidently. "Lucille, if it wasn't for Zoey's plea, I would never apologize to you. You have to know that Zoey is the real victim..."

"Charles," Lucille suddenly spoke, interrupting him.

Her voice was like a fine crystal, ringing out clear and pure.

Charles was taken aback.

Lucille hadn't called him by his name in a long time, and he was somewhat unaccustomed to it.

Lucille raised her eyes, calmly looking at Charles, her voice hoarse. "Last night, you guys took Zoey to the hospital, and I was pushed into the water by the people at the banquet. I almost drowned..."

"So what?"

Charles replied unkindly, "You didn't die, did you? Besides, if you hadn't pushed Zoey downstairs first, would they have pushed you into the water?"

Lucille felt her chest tighten at his heartless response. The pain she had felt before, a familiar and dull ache, returned with a vengeance, making it hard to breathe.

The injustices and pain that the original owner of this body had endured were now being visited upon Lucille.

just because I didn't die, you think it's okay to

own sister would never come

under the bus to protect a girl

this body were still alive, how heartbroken and sad she

Her last line just now somehow made his heart miss a beat. What if she

yes, everyone knew that Lucille couldn't

luck, she

up, "I'm sorry, Lucille. It's all my fault. If I hadn't lost so much blood and fainted, our brothers wouldn't have rushed me to the hospital

the stairs the previous night,

expected, Charles' slight feeling of guilt disappeared

or missing any limbs. But

Not dead?

lips curled

couldn't help but recall the moment when the original owner of this body drowned,

nineteen years old, with her whole life ahead of her, yet a group of people mercilessly forced her into the water. Before dying, she had tried to open her eyes and take one last look at the world. But all she saw were a group of cruel and demonic

had no more hope

Jules family would never know what she saw in her last moments. She saw the days when her

injustices and suffering she endured, she still didn't want

did they do in

her, mocked her, and

family forgotten who

they

"Although I didn't die,

let go of those devilish

of this

joking around. "Lucille, my friends were just angry when they heard that you pushed me down the stairs. They lost their temper for a moment, and I apologize for their behavior. Please, don't hold them

then grabbed Lucille's hand tightly and continued, "If you're still upset, you can hit me or curse at me.

coldly, feeling the pain of her fingernails pressing into

that this was Zoey's

had used this method, too. Though now she

in pain and pushed her away the previous night, Zoey pretended

Hmph!