My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Why?

Yoshua finally stopped.

He stubbornly demanded, "Dad, I want an explanation. Why are you so cruel to Lucy? You drove your own daughter out of the house and cut off all ties with her just because of Zoey, who's not even related to us. Why?"

Howard was so angry that he shot him a glare. "I'm your father. You don't have the right to question me!"

The atmosphere became more and more tense.

The servants on the side did not even dare to breathe too loudly.

Zoey was choked with sobs and cried, "I'm sorry, Yoshua. I'll go. I'll go right now!"

As she spoke, she was about to rush out.

Lucille couldn't help laughing when she saw that. She was already quite familiar with Zoey's habit of running away to gain sympathy.

Sure enough, Charles, who had been beaten until he was black and blue, became anxious and immediately rushed forward to stop Zoey.

Things were becoming increasingly chaotic.

Suddenly, they all heard a steady voice.

"Stop this nonsense!"

was stronger than that

who spoke was

first time meeting

of his nose. He was indifferent and didn't

and his sharp eyes under

scolded, "Don't you think the situation

her lip and didn't dare to say a word, feeling

"I don't care if you hit Charles, and I approve of you defending Lucy. It's useless to create all of this chaos, though. Why waste your energy on a fight that you're never going to win? That being the case, isn't it better for Lucille to stand on her own feet rather than

Everyone was stunned.

was totally uninvolved, would say that. It seemed that he was even subtly

never

a little surprised. She couldn't help

looking back at her, though. The light

face. Lucille vaguely caught the look of disgust and

hatred for

Why?

what she remembered, the original host didn't seem

offended him.

eyebrow and looked

the villa froze for