My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Chapter 4

Even catching them deleting the surveillance footage would not matter.

She would find a way to obtain evidence.

Suddenly, Lucille detected a faint scent of medicine and felt her heart calm down. When she turned to look, she saw Joseph staring at her with a shallow but intense gaze. The medicine scent was coming from him.

Lucille furrowed her brows, puzzled by his sudden scrutiny. "Do we know each other?" she asked.

With a barely-there smile, Joseph introduced himself, "Joseph Collins."

Lucille was slightly taken aback.

The introduction was unexpected.

Well, since Joseph had introduced himself, it was only polite to return the gesture.

Hence, Lucille followed suit, "Lucille Jules."

Joseph extended his hand. "Pleasure to meet you," he said, giving Lucille a polite smile, one that didn't quite reach his eyes.

Lucille's focus quickly shifted to his extended hand. It was firm and well-groomed, with fingers that were lean and masculine. She placed her own delicate hand in his, giving it a light squeeze before quickly retracting her hand.

Joseph, momentarily lost in thought, looked down at his palm where her touch still lingered.

Although their interaction was brief, he couldn't shake off the unexpected warmth he felt from her touch.

Her hand was cool to the touch, yet it sent a strange, inexplicable heat through him.

Joseph pulled his hand back and hesitated for a moment, his eyes flickering with a complex emotion.

When they arrived at the hotel, Lucille thanked Joseph and got out of the car. It was early evening, and the sun had just set, leaving Lucille struggling to keep her eyes open.

She was about to hurry inside when a shadow suddenly fell over her, bringing her some coolness.

Looking up, she saw Joseph holding a black umbrella behind her.

in." Lucille arched an eyebrow but didn't say anything. She huddled under the umbrella with him and walked into the hotel

a few steps, but Lucille felt

stepped into the air-conditioned lobby, she finally started

to the security guard, but as Lucille had expected, the guard immediately began to make excuses. "I'm sorry, Miss

and

and feigned disappointment. "That's a

saw the disappointment on her face and felt a hint

to deceive someone as

I go to the surveillance room and take

nodded. "Of course, feel

already knew the video had been deleted. Even if she combed through the computer, she

the security guard led the way,

Lucille sat down at the computer, her fingers flew over

blur of

[

minute later, she had a USB drive in hand. She tucked it away and turned to the guard. "I guess the video

repeated his apology, unaware that Lucille had

glance,

ran into

her nose, furrowing

familiar scent of medicine hit her. Somehow, the scent eased her

looked up and saw Joseph, his impossibly handsome face raising an eyebrow at her. "What are you doing here?" she asked, her

you believe it's

her

hotel, how could he have bumped into

that he had planned

just good-looking, but also had an irresistible charm that could easily capture a woman's heart. Yet, Lucille was no ordinary girl who would just

many playboys like

of deep thought, and it was difficult to read his true intentions. He was a mystery deep

he had always shown a gentle and friendly side in front of her, his eyes never

see the coldness in his eyes that made

that he was highly dangerous, and