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!

the key tightly

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

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

mind, but no

an answer.

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

she saw

been subtle snooping around in the old

heard Joseph's voice." Bobo, the moon is quite bright tonight. Do you have time to go out with me

do you want

at the corner of Joseph's lips

amorous eyes.

pondered for a moment and

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

bright that night. The

her head, and the stars in the sky were

wharfully

and even

end of the path, there

of cloth were hung on the branches, a symbol that people used to make wishes. The

of a sudden, Joseph's interest was piqued. He side-eyed her

Specially Placed

raised an eyebrow. "Do you

piece of red cloth suddenly appeared in his hand. He handed it to Lucille and murmured, "There's a

table. It must have been specially placed by the local villagers who regularly came to pray and make wishes. Lucille shook her

interested in this."

it that no one had heard her even after she had bowed down

so many times?

picked up his pen and started writing

was a little curious and couldn't help but

it with his hands.

"So petty."

looked up at the wish written by

but tender. It read: "I didn't do well in my exam. I hope I

"I hope that we can gw old together, get married, have children, and live a

she could also see some feeble handwriting: "I hope

are safe and sound."

were all

head, lost

slender and clean hands passed over her head and tied the red

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

to be curious. The more she

she