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!"

look in Lucille's eyes was indifferent. She was full of arrogance and conceit as if she didn't take the thug seriously at all. The thug couldn't help but be

the blade was only a few

move.

grabbed his wrist and twisted

Crack!

The thug's wrist was limping powerlessly. Obviously, it had been dislocated. Despite that,

few punches at him

thug fell to the ground, sobbing and pleading for mercy. "Please spare my

won't!

underlings saw this, they wanted to

next words instantly pinned them

"Stop right there."

heavy pressure

The

o move.

and didn't

A Whole Week

Take at least fifty people with you to mess the place up tomorrow. Tell the people there that I ordered you to

Earlier,

worried about how they would get

Well...

had people right in front of

might as well take advantage