My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Look Around Carefully

Before she knew it, it was nighttime.

Since Bernard had left, there was no one to keep an eye on the

old house. Lucille did not hesitate. Under the cover of the

night, she snuck in.

She had come in a hurry last time, so she didn't look around carefully.

This time, Lucille went straight to the room on the second. floor, groping around.

After searching for a while, she still didn't find anything.

Lucille could not help heaving a long sigh.

The layout of the old house was almost the same as what she remembered, and all the decorations had not changed. It was just that her grandmother used to have some of her childhood photos on the table before, but the photos were missing right then. Someone must have put them away.

Taking a casual glance, Lucille was suddenly stunned.

That's right.

Where were her photos?

Lucille got up and rummaged through the photos. She found that all of her grandparents' photos were still there, except for her childhood pictures.

Who had taken them?

She frowned and sat on the small bed in frustration.

Next to the bed frame, there was smiling, dusty little doll. The color of its body had faded, and its furry cloth had already.

begun to rot, revealing the white cotton inside.

That was the doll she used to hug to sleep as a child.

Lucille casually picked it up and gently patted the dust off it.

Thud!

A key fell out of the cotton.

Lucille was stunned for a moment and immediately picked it up to have a look. There was an address pasted on the key, which led to the most prosperous street in Shein City! In addition to that, there was another sentence on the back of the key.

It read: "Go. This is the gift I've worked so hard to prepare for you, Bobo."

The handwriting was beautiful and elegant. Lucille recognized it at a glance. It was how her grandmother used to write!

key tightly

it would be hidden in a tattered doll. No wonder Bernard had failed to find it even after coming in and searching

what puzzled her more was why her grandmother. had left her a key, and

questions came to her mind, but no one could give

an answer.

kept the key and put the doll back in its original place. Then, she left the old house. Pretending that she had just come back from outside, she stepped into the door of Madam Grant's house. Nobody would have thought that Joseph was in the courtyard, staring

a beat when she saw the man's devilishly handsome

snooping around in the old house next door. Joseph

heard Joseph's voice." Bobo, the moon is quite bright tonight. Do you

you want to

fine." A smile tugged at the corner of Joseph's

amorous eyes.

pondered for a

two walked side by side, stepping out of the courtyard and

bright that night. The

the stars in the sky were vastly

wharfully

and

end of the path, there

used to make wishes. The red cloth was fluttering in the wind. Some were bright, and

He side-eyed her and asked, "Bobo, should

Specially Placed

an eyebrow. "Do you still believe

suddenly appeared in his hand. He handed it to Lucille and murmured, "There's a pen

a small square table. It must have been specially placed by

interested in this."

was it that no one had heard her even after she

so many times?

chuckled. Then, he picked up his pen and

curious and couldn't help but sneak a

it

"So petty."

a nearby branch and looked up at

I hope I don't get beaten up when I go home." There was

gw old together, get married, have children, and live a happy

down, she could also see some feeble handwriting: "I hope this year's harvest

are safe and sound."

were all

her head,

that moment, a pair of slender and clean hands passed over her head and tied the red cloth to the high

on her toes and tried to see, but she couldn't see anything. That was because Joseph had deliberately tied the side of the cloth with words on it

for her to be curious. The more she

it, the more she wanted