My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Chapter 133

Peaceful and Elegant

Peaceful and Elegant

The one who had been secretly spying on her seemed to have lost interest. and disappeared.

Lucille raised an eyebrow.

She threw her backpack to her feet, then turned to look at the two-story villa next to Madam Grant's house.

That was her grandmother's old house,

In her memories, the house was peaceful and elegant. However, since no one had lived there for decades, weeds had grown all over the yard. The gate of the courtyard was covered with rust, and there was a piece of broken glass from the window on the first floor. It looked dark and eerie.

Lucille's gaze darkened.

With her level of knowledge, she could clearly tell that someone had snuck into the old house.

There was a vague black mark on the window, which was a footprint left by someone when they jumped in through the window.

Someone was sneaking into her grandmother's house. Why?

her grandmother had left

thoughts flashed

pretend as if nothing had happened. She picked. up the backpack on

not big, and the furniture was very old and basic, but it was spotless everywhere. Obviously,

herself a glass of

voice was heard. from outside the door. "Are you resting, Lucille? Mom asked me to tell

door and walked

in front of her was at most seven years old. He was gentle

person.

likely Madam Grant's son, who had just entered

asked, "What's your

obediently, "My name

That's a good name,"

stroked Eason's head with a smile and

dishes and one bowl

was duck soup, half of a braised duck, two plates of vegetarian dishes, and some stir-fried

fragrance filled

three plates for them. With some embarrassment, she said, "I'm not sure if

and took a bite. The taste was unexpectedly good. Seeing that she was quite satisfied, Madam Grant finally let out

relief.

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