My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Chapter 66

Lucille, who had been taken away, confessed to everything.

She admitted that she was the one who made the first move.

At that moment, Wayne was still in the hospital. The Carter family was determined to press charges to the end, so Lucille had no choice but to stay locked up in the detention center.

The room was tiny. She was surrounded by walls, with a door on one of them. There was only a single iron bed and a small sink inside. The wall was very dirty, with black footprints everywhere, as well as random graffiti.

In the corner, a small black spider was diligently weaving a net.

Lucille squatted on the ground and watched as the spider slowly weaved its trap.

Right then, a familiar voice suddenly came from outside the iron door. It was magnetic and pleasing to the ear, with a hint of vague teasing....

"People are busy trying to convict you, yet you're here watching a spider spin its web?"

Lucille turned her head and saw that the man outside the door was none other than Joseph.

was a statue. His handsome face was white as snow, looking rather pale and nearly translucent. However, when paired with his ardent

stood up and gazed at Joseph through the iron door. Suddenly, she grinned brightly and said, "Can't you tell I was

it seemed that she was certain that he would

his eyebrows and calmly asked, "How could you be sure that I would

off her body and slowly muttered, "We're already legally married. How can you not save me

since they were working together, there was no way he wouldn't help her with

advantage of the situation to hit her while she was

something to be grateful for. It meant that she could do

stepped

explain to the Carter family if you take her away before

casual as before, seemingly nonchalant, but there was an invisible murderous aura around him that

family think they are? How dare they lock up

skipped a beat. The expression in his eyes changed when he looked at Lucille

family turned out to be one

arrogant, could no longer afford to do so. Joseph grabbed Lucille's hand and

in the dark corridor, and the white lamp behind them cast their shadows. Looking at his big hand holding hers, Lucille couldn't help