My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Her Fault

Having figured it out, Joanne did not want to go home anymore. She tugged at Samuel's sleeve and shouted, "I think Zoey's right, Samuel. It's that b*tch Lucille's fault that I got injured. I should ask her to be my slave to make up for it!" "Joanne, don't kick up a fuss. It's more important that you recover," he warned.

""No, no!"

Joanne shook Samuel's arm and whined, "I'm injured so badly, Samuel. Don't you feel sorry for me at all? Besides, I just want Lucille to do something for me. It's not like I'm hurting her. With how reluctant you are, it almost seems like you still care about Lucille." That last sentence caused several people, including Zoey, to

stare at Samuel.

There was an inquisitive look in everyone's eyes.

Samuel could not help but shake his head.

He still cared about Lucille?

Hmph. What a joke!

Samuel immediately replied, "Okay."

his two bodyguards

so he instructed, "Take a few more people with you. If

her up for

"Yes, sir!"

answered and were about to

at that moment, everyone suddenly heard

voice from outside

are you tying my sister

It was Bernard.

she forced a flattering smile and asked, "B- Bernard? Why are you in the Talforrd Village?" Bernard's gaze didn't waver and he went straight inside. Then, he

one with a younger