My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Owe Me

"Go ahead." Joseph's eyes were blazing. He looked at Lucille with a faint smile on his lips.

She looked at the clean and tidy table in front of her. She pondered for a moment and then tilted her head.

"I haven't decided yet. Let's just say you owe me for now," she suggested.

Anyway, it was a piece of cake to save him. If she could make him owe her a favor, it might be useful in the future.

"Okay."

Joseph was very straightforward and he agreed immediately.

"That's settled then!" Lucille clapped her hands in satisfaction. Then, she picked up the pen and paper on the desk and wrote down the names of the herbs. In order to make it easier for him to find them, she also drew a simple picture of each herb based on the records in her grandfather's book.

There were a total of six herbs.

Lucille said, "Just find as many as you can. In the future, you should come to the Jules Residence every day. I'll give you treatment to suppress the poison in your body. I can't guarantee anything else, but it can at least prolong your life for two years." "Okay," Joseph replied.

He took the piece of paper that Lucille handed him. The handwriting on it was delicate and pretty, and the strokes were lifelike. It looked adorable.

"Bobo." He suddenly called her name.

Lucille subconsciously replied, "Huh?"

"I want to pay you back with my body."

She was at a loss for words.

She grabbed the bolster and threw it at him. Grumpily, she muttered, "Can't you be decent?"

Joseph chuckled.

The night passed just like that.

In the latter half of the night, Lucille lay on the desk and fell asleep in a daze.

However, when she woke up the next morning, she found herself in bed.

Looking around the bedroom, she found no sign of Joseph.

sun was up, and the door had finally been

up. Next to her was a set of clean

drinking tea in the living room. She greeted, "Grandma." "Hello," Madam Collins responded with a

kind and benevolent. She asked, "Did you sleep well last night, Lucille?" Lucille nodded and said, "Yes... It

have breakfast, Lucille. See if this is to your taste,"

"Okay."

Lucille walked over.

got up

that if she didn't, the lock might break again that

took the initiative to say, "Joseph is not here right now, so I'll send

"Okay."

Lucille nodded.

Collins,

With an expectant tone, he asked, "Lucille, when will you. teach me how to race?" Lucille answered, "Next time, when I'm

"Okay. It's a deal!"

he had already driven far away. That wasn't

step into the villa when a hoarse voice

"Lucy."

stopped and

Stained With Dust

man who looked very

and his shiny leather shoes were stained with dust, which didn't match his sleek, perfectly-tailored, custom-made suit. Lucille was stunned for a moment before she called out softly, "Yoshua." It was the original host's second brother, Yoshua. He was also the person who cared about the original host the most out

though Zoey later became the fourth daughter of the Jules family, Yoshua had never acknowledged her as such. On top of that, he had

to everyone. The original host was only afraid of him and never got close to him. Charles, her third brother, had only ever cared about Zoey. He would have plucked the

many times because of Howard's preferential treatment

on protecting Zoey, and Yoshua often beat

little. Those emotions did not belong to her,

stepped forward. He held the gift box in his hand in front of Lucille and said, "Hurry up and open it. This is my late birthday

her once

it. After the beautiful bow-knot was removed, the box

lay an extremely

in the world. I went diving hundreds of times and

by a thin

he asked, "Do

She liked it.

How could she not?