My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess novel Chapter 174

Half–Dry 

When she emerged, it was already very late, and she had yet to treat Joseph that day. 

Lucille got changed. Her hair was only half–dry when she made her way to Joseph’s room with her tools in 

hand. 

Knock, knock, knock. 

She knocked on the door. 

There was a meow from behind the door, and the little cat began to claw at the door anxiously. 

A few seconds later, the door was opened from the inside. 

The little cat jumped into Lucille’s arms and acted like a spoiled child. 

w, meow. 

Meow, meow meow. 

“Good boy.” Lucille stroked the kitten’s chin and then looked at Joseph. Calmly and directly, she ordered, Take off your clothes.” 

Joseph raised an eyebrow and started to undo the buttons on his shirt. When he saw Lucille’s serious gaze as if she was supervising him, the corners of his lips curled into a faint smile. “Bobo, if you were to say that under different circumstances, that would be very daring of you,” 

“Isn’t that because of you, Mr. Joseph?” 

Lucille lashed out in annoyance. 

Joseph had a grin on his face as he took off his shirt and sat down on the sofa. 

Lucille put down the cat and washed her hands. Then, she took out her tools and began to use them. 

The little cat obediently jumped to the side and watched them quietly and curiously. 

The treatment process lasted for 40 minutes. At the end of it, Lucille was exhausted. Not only was she exhausted, but she had also used up too much energy today. Her head was heavy and she felt particularly sleepy 

When she kept her tools and was about to walk out, the little cat wanted her to pet it, so it jumped to Lucille’s feet. 

Worried that she would step on it, Lucille hurriedly dodged to the side. However, when she did so, she did not notice that there was a decoration hanging on the wall. She hit it with a bang, causing her to see stars. The room looked like it was spinning. 

“What did you hit?” 

Joseph wrapped his arm around Lucille’s waist, preventing her from falling. 

Lucille was extremely sleepy and exhausted. She had even hit her head. Even the way she gazed at Joseph seemed increasingly pitiful. 

“Your pot.” 

“I see. Don’t move. Let me have a look” Joseph frowned. He pushed away Lucille’s long hair and checked 

on her. He found that her forehead was red, but fortunately, it was not bleeding. 

Joseph heaved a sigh of relief and murmured, “I’ll take responsibility, okay?” “There’s no need. It’s my fault for being careless.” 

Hall Of 

Lucille was about to leave when she was suddenly lifted into the air, causing her to feel weightless. 

She took another look and saw that she had been picked up by Joséph. 

“What are you doing?” she asked. 

“I’ll carry you back.” 

Joseph glanced at Lucille. With a chuckle, he added, “Take it as an apology.” 

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