My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Chapter 69

It was only natural that those who weren't in the know wouldn't understand the intricacy of it all. To Master Walton, however, Lucille's work was delicate, risky, yet ingenious. It wasn't luck, but genuinely shocking skill. "I don't have time to talk right now. I need to go see my mentor."

Master Walton ran out in a hurry.

Culver stood where he was. He was about to persuade him to stay when Joseph, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Are you awake, Mr. Joseph?"

Culver approached him excitedly. It was really amazing. Whenever Joseph's illness acted up in the past, he would always be unconscious for at least a day before he woke up. That day, however, he was only unconscious for around 20 minutes.

It was unbelievable!

The moment he woke up, a cold light flashed across his dark, deep eyes. The icy glare was like that of a sharp sword being drawn from its sheath. There was a kind of unstoppable and burning light in his eyes Immediately after that, however, his sharpness gradually faded away.

He went back to being nonchalant and casual as usual.

Culver was rather upset by that.

Joseph was proud and noble. He was like a blinding sun, and nobody dared to look directly at

in seclusion. His body had not fully recovered. and he could

carefully asked, "Do you still feel unwell, Mr.

up from the bed and asked, "How long

"25 minutes in total."

Only 25 minutes?

his eyebrows. "It seems that Master Walton's medical skills have improved

"Mr. Joseph..."

hesitated for a few seconds. In the end, he didn't dare to hide it and he chose to answer

to Culver's story about what happened while he was unconscious, Joseph couldn't help but smirk. There was a hint of amusement in his eyes, which felt like a

like I've found a real

in the Jules

in and sat in the living

was respectful and even a little nervous.

Many

registered professor in Lucille's school. If Master Walton were to accept Lucille as his disciple, then no matter what happened in the future, others would not dare to push their luck, all for the sake