My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Chapter 11

Burning with fury, Jenny's face contorted in pain. She refused to give in.

She couldn't believe that the once pliable Lucille, whom she used to toy with, was now daring to openly rebel against her in front of her classmates. Being humiliated this way made her blood boil.

"B*tch! How dare you break my hand! I'm going to the police! I'm going to sue you for breaking my arm!" Jenny shouted fiercely.

Lucille sneered and pushed Jenny back forcefully.

Jenny immediately stumbled and fell back, just in time to fall into the bucket just now. Her whole body was soaked in the stench of poop.

Instantly, the crowd recoiled in disgust, covering their noses and retreating as far away as possible.

Jenny lay in the bucket, and her face was splashed with shit. She felt like she was going crazy.

She stood up with anger, her finger pointing at Lucille. "You better wait! I will get you locked up for sure!" Lucille chuckled mockingly. "Lock me up? And how exactly are you going to do that?" "I..." Jenny suddenly fell silent, surprised to find that her hand was not injured at all!

What was going on here?

Wasn't her arm broken?

She couldn't help but wonder how her hand was perfectly fine now.

No, her hand wasn't broken; it was just dislocated, and Lucille had put it back in place.

How could this be possible?

Was Lucille infamous for being an absolute airhead? How on earth could she know how to reset a dislocated bone?

Didn't she always end up at the bottom of the class in her test scores?!

Jenny took a deep breath and immediately gave a wink to the follower next to her.

That person immediately stood up, her head held high, and said, "We all witnessed you attacking Jenny in front of so many people! You can't deny it!" "Exactly! We can all testify."

The others chimed in one after another.

stained our designer clothes. You must compensate

Jenny, let's call the

buzzing fly

the group

responsible for the original owner's death that

when she struggled to

more

cold smile, void

icy gaze swept over the faces of these people, sending a bone-chilling coldness through their bodies. Suddenly, everyone felt a chill run

their bodies.

step forward, her voice low and menacing. "Call the police? Perfect, I

them too."

cold eyes glared at each of the people who had harmed the original owner. "You deliberately pushed me into the water,

you

think?"

pale as they took a few steps back

snorted coldly. "What do you mean? Deliberately pushing you into the

vicious woman, pushing Zoey down the stairs because

can you hurt such a kind person like Zoey? An evil woman

eyes devoid of any emotions as a chorus of

the room, pretending to be surprised. "What's going on? Why is the classroom

you again? Jenny, the truth is not what you believe. Let's not pick on her further." Jenny glared at Lucille with anger. "Zoey, why are you being so compassionate? She clearly hated you, yet you're still defending her. Such a malevolent woman like her doesn't deserve to exist!" "That's right, Zoey. Don't defend her. Don't worry, we'll all stand by your side

make a scene today and get the

the podium and said, "You said I pushed Zoey?

the stairs, but who saw it

and said spitefully, "Who else could it

a USB drive. "It's okay. Since everyone is so outraged about

watched Lucille turn on her

finish her sentence, the surveillance video of the

that Zoey and Samuel were hugging and kissing in

kissed, the more they grew fervent. Samuel's hands roamed her chest, and as

erupted in

my god, is that you, Zoey?" exclaimed someone