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?"

man showed such an expression, het had to be thinking

that, there was no

was a little suspicious of Samuel's abnormal behavior, she was confident that she had

was probably

held Samuel's

on. Let's go dance together,

but to get dragged into the noisy

simple house, a group of young men and women

charity clinic. The weather was good and

Master Walton personally took charge, ready to receive the patients in the village who needed

hour passed, then two hours. No one was interested in

boys said, "What's going on? We came all the 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

well go to the village and shout at them, asking them to come to

idea. Get a loudspeaker.

However, they didn't notice that Master Walton, who was sitting in the

increasingly gloomy.

Bang!