My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

His Trap

Lucille blinked and stuffed the red cloth back into Joseph's

hands without hesitation. "Then I won't look at it."

She couldn't fall into his trap because of her curiosity.

Joseph chuckled and muttered, "Let's go."

The two of them walked back along the path they came from.

The moonlight was paper thin, casting its glow over the small village.

Lucille mindlessly enjoyed the scenery around her. Suddenly, she saw Joseph pointing somewhere. The man's deep and pleasant voice was full of ridicule as he asked her, "Don't you think that looks like you, Bobo?" "What?"

Lucille looked in the direction Joseph was gesturing toward and saw two beautiful and cute white geese standing in the

corner.

The two big, white geese were practically moving in tandem. Their feathers were white and spotless. Their slender necks were slightly bent. As she and Joseph stared at them, the two big white geese suddenly lowered their necks and began. charging toward them clumsily and violently.

Lucille knew that something was wrong. She tugged at Joseph and began running.

The two white geese were chasing after them.

stopped chasing them. They stood in the middle of the road with their necks

a long

curiously questioned, "What's

it really hurts. When I was a child, I was chased by

talking.

too far tonight. She shouldn't even have

that.

to guarantee that it would not make

almost do?" he

the subject. "It's getting late. We should

the initiative to step into Madam Grant's

back to her bedroom, only

someone.

"This is my room, Mr. Joseph. Your room is

the big bed, were newly bought by Culver based on Joseph's taste.

propped his head up with one hand and held a book in

it could

"I like this bed."

telling the truth. The

the noble and

raised an eyebrow and said with a faint smile, "You can

was a

the side to pack up her things. She hadn't