My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess novel Chapter 311

A slender figure was lying in front of the c 

The girl was soaked all over, and there was faint blood oozing out of her head. However, it was quickly washed away by the rain. 

How troublesome. 

Amore stepped forward and squatted down to check the girl’s breathing 

Her long hair was parted, revealing a face that was so pale that it was practically white. 

Her eyebrows seemed like a gorgeous painting, and her eyes were shut. Her long eyelashes were covered with water droplets. Her pale lips made her look 

fragile porcelain doll. 

Amore was stunned. 

The girl in front of him bore a great resemblance to his long–lost sister 

He held his breath and immediately picked up the girl, then bent down and got into the back seat. Ignoring the way he was soaked in the rain, he shouted at the dumbfounded driver, “What are you waiting for? Hurry up and drive!” 

Yes, of course 

It was only then that the driver snapped back to reality. He immediately drove the car as fast as he could towards the Lindsay family’s manor. 

All the servants in the manor knew that Amore had always avoided women like the plague. That night, however, he unexpectedly brought back an injured girl and arranged for the best doctor to treat her. 

Lucille had been unconscious for two whole days. 

The moment she opened her eyes, she felt dizzy 

Lucille resisted the discomfort in her body and studied the layout of the bedroom she was in Good. It wasn’t a room that she was tamiliar with. Even the decorations inside were different from that of Shein City. 

If her guess was right, her scheme against him must have succeeded. 

How could she fail? She was a person who could jump out of the car without batting an eye. In order to make the effect realistic, she had actually gotten hit by Amore’s cer 

While she was thinking about it, the bedroom door opened. 

A servant who came in saw that she had 

her 

eyes open and immediately ran out. She could even hear the servant’s voice from afar… 

Mr. Lindsay, the young 

young lady is awake! 

Soon, a 

a series of footsteps was heard. 

Lucille closed her eyes again until the owner of the footsteps came to front of her. 

side. She pretended to be dazed as she opened her eyes to look at the person in 

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She saw the man looking down at her. His eyebrows were sharp and his eyes were as cold as stars in the night. His thin lips were tightly pursed, and they were stretched into a line. His aure was completely unapproachable, making him cold and ruthless. 

While Lucille was observing Amore, be was also sizing her up. 

The girl’s eyes were clear, like a newborn deer. They looked ignorant and pere, so clean that there was no trace of impurities. 

After observing each other for awhile, Amore asked in a deep voice, “Who are you?” 

Confused 

Lucille added, “Who are you? Who am I 

Her words confused more and the servants who followed him in 

Lucille knitted her beautiful brows as it she was trying hard to recall, but she couldn’t remember anything. Instead, it caused the wound on her bead to hurt. Her face tuned pale from the pain and tears started to flow down her face.