My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Stunning

When Madam Dahlia heard that, she immediately smacked her thigh. "Of course. The engagement party between Miss Jules and Mr. Joseph is coming up. She has to try on the dress in advance. Please come in." The tailors entered one after another.

All of them were dressed for the occasion. Anyone could tell that the red boxes they were carrying were heavy. Who knew how stunning the dress. inside would be?

Madam Dahlia looked at Lucille and said, "Try it on, Miss Jules."

Lucille politely refused.

"Just put it there. I'll try it on tomorrow," she stated.

When she was in the old mansion of the Collins family, the tailor had already taken her measurements. Thus, the dress definitely fit her, so

there was no need to try it on so eagerly.

Hearing this, the tailors did not say anything more. They set the things. down gently before taking their leave.

Madam Dahlia asked, "Shall I put all of this in your bedroom, Miss Jules?"

"Okay."

Lucille agreed.

The day passed in a flash.

basics, like lifting a 5-kilogram weight, to working on her combat skills and practicing her family's traditional body training methods. Shel couldn't leave out a single one. Madam Dahlia had gotten used to Lucille's daily routine, but she felt sorry that such a delicate little girl had to fall and hurt herself all the time time. Lucille was so exhausted that she was sweating, and

make Madam

Miss Jules. Don't forget that you and Mr. Joseph are officially getting engaged today,"

rush." Lucille wiped the sweat off her face, took a

simply left the backyard. She went to clean the

in her mouth. From time to time, she would raise her arms and shout,

later, Lucille

and went back to her room to take a shower

day passed

half past four in the afternoon, there was still an hour before the start of the

the red box and take

was a

grand, but when she turned around, her back

structure.

that the design was bold. It was conservative yet

decoration on it. It was simply bright

hem of the dress, each thread was

cloud.

Lucille could not help but marvel at

who was next to her, let out a cry and urged, "Lucille, Lucille! Put

Lucille got changed.