My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Never Meet Again

Samuel was a little annoyed, and his brows were tightly knitted together.

The girl had obviously recognized him earlier, considering she called him Mr. Gilbert, but he had no idea who he was.

They would probably never meet again in the future.

Samuel shook his head and felt a little regretful.

At that moment, Zoey, who was exhausted from partying, left the main. hall. She ran forward happily and shouted, "Samuel, didn't you say that you were tired? Why are you walking around outside instead of resting in the room?" Samuel came to his senses and couldn't help glancing around. He then replied, "It's stuffy inside. I came out for some fresh air."

"Oh, I see." Zoey nodded and joked, "I thought someone might have bewitched you."

"How is that possible?" Samuel couldn't help laughing. However, a pair of attractive eyes that were clear like a fresh spring popped into his mind.

He was stunned and lost in thought for a moment.

"Samuel, w-what are you thinking about?"

intuition told her that when a man showed such an expression, het

was no

had the upper hand. She did not

was probably just overthinking

held Samuel's arm

"Come on. Let's go

had no choice but to get dragged

in the luxurious yet simple house, a group of young men

of the charity clinic. The weather was good and

had been hung up again, and a few tables were set up. Master

two hours. No one was interested in

way here, but these bumpkins still don't know how to seize the opportunity. It's not like there are any clinics in the village." "That's right. Mr. Gilbert not only invited Master Walton to be his personal representative but also provided him with so many medical supplies. In the end, these villagers just don't

and shout at them, asking them to come to the clinic as soon as possible if they're sick. That way, we won't

a loudspeaker. I'll go shout

notice that Master Walton, who was

increasingly gloomy.

Bang!