My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess novel Chapter 287

Once the call was connected, Connor’s voice was heard. “Did you really go to Slarin City to look for that old priest just because of a rumor? Are youcnoty, Phenikoki “I’m crazy” 

Frank suddenly opened his eyes. They were blundshot, and be replied in hardened tone, “Conor, you’re the one who told me that she’s still dive 

“Even if it’s just a possibility, I still have 

ave to make sure. 

“I must find her. I have to 

He said every single word with extreme force as if he wanted to engrave it into his bones. 

On the other end of the line, Connor was silent for a while, With difficulty, be asked, “What if we can’t find ber? What it she is really deade Frank had no expression on his face. His tone was the same as before, but it was lilled with a chilling four le 

“If she’s really dead.” 

“I will bury the entirety of Dilburg along with her.“ 

After that, he hung up the phone. 

Meanwhile, Connor did not come to his smses for a long Use. From what he knew about Frank, he wasn’t joking around thecould i Connor let out a bitter laugh as he looked at the endless darkness of night. He sighed softly and muttered, “Lucille, oli, 

d really do anything Whecould you be 

After that, he went into a daze. He shook his head and 

runited to lilimell, “Crazy. I’ve gone crazy, too 

He had lied so much that ean he himself almost believed it. 

A few months ago, after the news of Lucille’s death got out, Frank had gone mad. No one could get him under control. 

F 

Connor had no choice but to make up alle, saying that Lucille was actually still alive and that she had just been rebom into someone else’s body sooner or later, they would 

To think that Frank would believe such nonsense.. 

Ever since then, he had put aside all of his madness and begun search boy; all u Shrin City overnight just do find out Lucille’s current whereabouts. 

over the world. He had even heard that an old priest had the power to see the future He 

Connor couldn’t bear to see Frank like that He didn’t want to expose his own lies 

Lucille had died long ago. Even her rope had been burned to ashes. How could she have been princarnated? 

ing hot food was served to the table one by one. The color, aroma, and taste made it all look incredibly delicious. It was a sumptuous meal ww Madam Collins watched eagerly, Lucille picked up her cutlery and tasted the food. Then, she put on a smile and said, “It’s delicious.” Old Madame grinned widely. “That’s good. You must be tired from climbing the mountain today. Eat more, Lucille. Make yourself at home.” “Thank you, Grandma” 

Lucille lowered her gaze and stared earing seriously. 

Ever since she let St. Mary Mountain, she had been very calm. Unusually calm, in tact. She was like a puppet that had the soul sucked out of it. Her mind was completely empty and toon knew what she was thinking.