My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Any Chance to Stop Her

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Any Chance to Stop Her

She disregarded the dining etiquette that she had been taught since she was a child and wolfed down the sandwich in front of her. She picked up the glass and drank up all the milk. Then, she got up and said, "I'm full. Take your time."

After saying that, she left quickly and did not give Joseph any chance to stop her.

Was she avoiding him?

Through the floor-length window, Joseph watched Lucille's graceful and straightforward figure walk away. He massaged the space between his eyebrows.

His tone was helpless, yet tinged with a doting aura that even he didn't notice. He mumbled," She's got no conscience."

Lucille took a cab to the station.

She had nothing else to do that day, so she went to see Ronald off.

When Lucille arrived at the station, Ronald was at the entrance with a small black suitcase.

In just a few days, the young man who had gone through all kinds of experiences seemed to have grown up overnight. He had lost much of his youthful appearance. From a distance, his handsome face became a little more determined, and even his eyes were a little gloomy.

Lucille walked over.

Ronald was attentively staring at the sign on the

that the advertisement on it contained an aerial view of Shein City. There were also a few small lines briefly introducing the

place that you've been staying in ever since

of surprise flashed across his face because Lucille said he wasn't

right through

and noncommittally replied, 'A little,

I'm sure you will." Lucille took out some papers from her bag and calmly explained, "There is a detailed description of the various families in Dilsburg and their backgrounds. If you can make use of these people in the future, then do your best

Ronald was slightly shocked.

know

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as if she had

not ask. Just like how Lucille understood what he was thinking,

"Every now and then, I'll transfer a sum of money to this card. The passcode is on the back. You can use it however you like. You don't have to save money for my sake." Her tone was totally natural as if five million was nothing

still shocked. He could not help but ask, Lucille, aren't you

"Scared of what?"

puzzled look

"Aren't you scared that I'll take your money and run away? Aren't you afraid that I'll fail? What if you give me all these connections and money, and