My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Chapter 6

Upon seeing this, Zoey secretly gritted her teeth, wishing she could tear Lucille's mouth apart. D*mn it! How come this b*tch has become so hard to deal with since waking up from drowning?! "Dad, I'm sorry," Zoey lowered her head and started crying again. "It's my fault. I shouldn't have accepted Samuel's pursuit. Please hit and scold me instead!"

Charles looked at Zoey with distress and said, "What kind of era do we live in now? Zoey and Samuel have feelings for each other, yet you keep harassing Samuel just because of some old engagement arranged by the previous generation! Your behavior is bringing shame to our family, Lucille!"

"You not only pushed Zoey down the stairs, but now you're also showing disrespect towards your own father. This behavior is completely unacceptable!"

Upon hearing this, Howard immediately waved his whip and shouted, "You are one rebellious daughter! Kneel down now!"

"You think you have the right to make me kneel?"

Lucille sneered at Howard. She would only kneel to her parents, and not to anyone else.

Who did Howard think he was? Did he really think he could make the God of War of Dilsburg kneel to him? "You!" Howard was almost driven to insanity, raising the whip and ready to strike Lucille. "I'm so going to kill you today!"

Lucille sneered coldly, her lips curling in anticipation of the fight.

from the doorway, interrupting the tense silence. "Mr.

was frozen in place, his body tensed in shock as he stared at the newcomer in disbelief. "M-Mr. Joseph..." he stuttered, unable

Shein City for over a century, was renowned for its vast power

acumen. He was hailed in the business world as the undisputed "king of commerce", thanks to his unparalleled expertise and astute

such high stature suddenly appear in their humble

gazed at Joseph in stunned silence, her heart beating wildly

He was incredibly handsome!

such a stunning man

eyes on Mr. Joseph, whose name she had

was equally elated and rushed over to greet him, "Mr. Joseph, why have you come? Please take a seat!

the whip in his hand and asked, "Mr. Jules, are you welcoming me or trying to

and handed the whip

had never encountered anyone of Mr. Joseph's

home, he felt the weight of the responsibility to serve him with the

my momentary negligence. Please forgive