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.

his facial features were even more pronounced, as if he was a statue. His handsome face was white as snow, looking rather pale and nearly translucent. However, when paired with his

door. Suddenly, she grinned brightly and said,

she was certain that he would

and calmly asked, "How could you be sure

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

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

was well aware that after she got locked up, Howard would just take advantage of the situation to hit her while she

that being on good terms with Joseph was definitely something to be grateful for.

who was behind him, immediately stepped forward

to explain to the Carter family

a smile on his face. He still looked as casual as before, seemingly nonchalant,

are? How dare they lock up one of my

skipped a beat. The expression in his

abandoned daughter of the Jules family turned out to be one

could no longer afford

cast their shadows. Looking at his big hand holding hers, Lucille couldn't help but struggle. "Joseph, let