My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

A Whole Week

Lucille gave him a faint smile.

"Do you want to play the same game from last time?" she asked.

The thug shook his head repeatedly. "No, no."

He could barely remember what happened after he delayed for a few seconds the last time. He only recalled getting punched again and again, which made his whole body ache. After rolling and crawling away, he went straight to the hospital and had to stay there for a whole week.

The thug was shocked and frightened. Although he was begging for mercy, he suddenly felt a burst of anger in his heart.

Last time, the only reason why she had been able to teach him a lesson was that he was caught unprepared.

This time, he had a weapon in his hand. There was no way he would lose to a young girl.

With a ferocious look in his eyes, the knife in his hand glinted. With a roar, he fiercely charged at Lucille.

"That'll teach you to stop meddling in other people's business!" he yelled.

It happened all too abruptly.

No one had expected that he would suddenly get serious.

The youth protected his mother behind him and took a step back. Then, he shouted, "Watch out!"

was full of arrogance and conceit as if she didn't take the thug seriously at all. The thug couldn't help

the tip of the blade was only a few centimeters away from hurting Lucille, she finally

move.

grabbed his wrist and

Crack!

to the ground. The thug's wrist was limping powerlessly. Obviously, it had been dislocated.

a few punches at

and pleading for mercy. "Please spare

won't!

the other underlings saw this,

them. Her next words instantly pinned them to the

"Stop right there."

heavy pressure

The

o move.

and

A Whole Week

people with you to mess the place up tomorrow. Tell the people there that I ordered you to do

Earlier,

about how they would get people to liven

Well...

in front of her,

were so rich. She might as well