My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess novel Chapter 151

Future Mistress 

“Hmph. It turns out that you’re waiting here so eagerly because you’re trying to seduce another man.” 

Joanne clicked her tongue and mocked in a contemptuous, provocative tone, “Makes sense. Don’t think that you can do whatever you want just because you’ve become Mr. Joseph’s fiancee. When Fiona returns to the country in two days, Mr. Joseph won’t care about you anymore. It’s just a change of taste. Fiona is the future mistress of the Collins family!” 

“Okay.” 

Lucille replied in a laid back manner. 

Her indifferent expression made Joanne feel powerless as if 

her fist had hit cotton. 

Joanne fiercely said, “Showing off, huh? One day, you’re finally going to cry. When the time comes, I’ll throw a party for you, complete with fireworks and all!” 

As soon as she finished speaking, the black off–road vehicle stopped in front of Lucille. 

The rear window of the car rolled down, revealing Joseph’s handsome face. 

Why… Why was he here? 

Lucille blinked. After a moment of astonishment, she recalled what Joseph had said and finally came to a realization. 

It turned out that the owner of the land was actually Joseph. 

No wonder. 

Lucille looked up at him and stated, “I don’t know the price or value of this piece of land. You’ll have to name a price.” 

“Name a price?” he questioned. 

Joseph got out of the car and walked up to Lucille step by step. Then, he said unhurriedly, “Why would you have to spend money on something that already belongs to you, Bobo?” 

Behind her, Culver handed over a thick title deed and 

respectfully explained, “Madam, all the title deeds for Talford Village are included here.” 

Lucille took it and looked through the deeds, then 

unceremoniously put them into her pocket. 

She would repay Joseph’s favor and do her best to cure hist illness. 

“Let’s go. I’ll treat you to dinner.” 

Lucille’s lips curled into a brilliant smile. 

Just as Joseph was about to agree, he coughed twice. His tall and heavy body was on the verge of collapse. 

Lucille’s eyes were sharp and she moved quickly. She supported him with one hand and held his wrist with the other hand to feel his pulse. Fortunately, it was nothing severe. It was only because he had been in the car for too long. 

“Since you’re here, I’ll give you treatment from now on.” Lucille 

took Joseph’s hand and put it on her shoulder. She proceeded. to help him all the way to the village. “Let’s go to the place I’m staying.” 

“Okay.” Joseph vaguely glanced at the simple house. 

When he learned that Lucille wasn’t staying there, he grinned, feeling inexplicably happy. 

Joanne’s face turned green with envy when she saw how intimate Lucille and Joseph were being. She felt bitter, angry, and jealous. 

She would never have imagined that the usually aloof and distant Joseph would personally come to this remote and isolated place to look for Lucille. 

Joanne gritted her teeth. Her heart was filled with jealousy and unwillingness, but she could only watch as the two close. figures who seemed like a perfect match walked away with each other. 

No. She would never let Lucille off so easily! 

Thinking of that, Joanne picked up her phone and took a picture of their back figures. Then, she wrote a text message and sent it. It read: “Are you still not going to come back, Fiona? 

After sending that, Joanne put away her phone. She thought that she would not get a response like last time. 

However, her phone rang with two notification sounds. 

All she received in reply was six words. 

“I’ll be back in three days.” 

Joanne’s eyes lit up in an instant. 

Something exciting was about to happen. 

Dilated 

Meanwhile, Lucille brought Joseph into Madam Grant’s courtyard. 

Culver, who was following them, looked at the environment inside, and his pupils dilated. 

No way. Were they going to stay there? 

“Mr. Joseph, Mrs. Collins, why don’t I go and find some other place? It’s too shabby here, and it’s so small…” he muttered. 

“Yes,” Joseph replied indifferently. “Go look for a seven–star hotel.” 

Culver scratched his head. With a face full of embarrassment, he responded, “There aren’t even any small hotels here, Mr. Joseph, let alone a seven–star hotel… Where am I supposed to find one?” 

Joseph glanced at him. “If you know, then why are you still asking?” 

“I’m sorry, Mr. Joseph. I didn’t think it through.” Culver lowered his head in shame, looking a little awkward. 

It made sense. If there was a proper place to stay in the village, Lucille wouldn’t have chosen to stay in someone else’s house. 

Lucille wasn’t bothered, though. Although the yard was small, it was clean and tidy both on the inside and outside. Most importantly, it was next to the old house, so she could immediately detect any movements or incidents. 

“By the way, how long are you guys staying in Talford Village?” Lucille asked. “Are you leaving today or tomorrow?” 

Based on her tone, it seemed that she didn’t care about 

whether he was going to stay or not. 

Joseph raised an eyebrow. A glimmer of light flashed across his deep eyes. He leaned his entire body against Lucille’s shoulder. His voice sounded even weaker than before. “Cough, cough, cough… I’ve come all the way to deliver you the title deeds, Bobo. Are you trying to chase me away?” 

“I’m just asking.” 

Lucille blinked, looking a little innocent. “If you’re staying, I’ll get Madam Grant to prepare two more rooms.” 

“Okay,” he responded. 

“Let’s go upstairs. When Madam Grant comes back, I’ll tell her. Come on, let’s go to my room first.” 

Lucille helped Joseph up the stairs. 

Culver was sensible and didn’t follow them, silently standing guard downstairs. 

On the second floor, Lucille opened the door and helped Joseph in. 

“The room is a little small. You’ll have to bear with it,” she said.