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My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess novel Chapter 56

Chapter 56 

When Lucille woke up, it was already dark outside. 

Had she slept for that long? 

Lucille sat up from the bed and rubbed her swollen temples. 

She had dreamt about the things she wanted to forget the most. 

This time, she had been struggling in her nightmare as usual. However, what was different was that she felt as if someone was beside her, patting her back and comforting her. 

Lucille got up from the blanket and found that the door was still locked. She breathed a sigh of relief knowing that no one had come in. She was overthinking it. 

After washing her face in the bathroom, Lucille opened the door and walked out. 

She didn’t expect that she would bump into Austin as soon as she opened the door. 

Austin pointed at her with an extremely shocked expression. “Y-You… why are you in Joseph’s room?” 

Lucille was confused. 

So that was Joseph’s room? 

No wonder Joseph had such a playful look on his face when she walked in earlier. 

She didn’t know what to say. 

She decided to forget it. In any case, she had just been sleeping there. It wasn’t like she had gotten into bed. with him. All she had to worry about was making sure Madam Collins was satisfied. 

Lucille’s expression was calm. She walked past Austin and went straight downstairs. 

She got up too late and had probably missed dinner. 

As soon as Lucille walked downstairs, she heard Madam Louisa’s voice from around the corner. “Do you want me to go upstairs and knock on the door, Madam Collins?” 

“No need, Madam Collins replied. “None of you are allowed to wake Lucille up. Let her get a proper rest. I decide when the banquet starts!” 

Lucille’s gaze flickered slightly when she heard that. 

It was no wonder that no one in the Collins family had woken her up. It turned out that Madam Collins had specially told everyone to let her rest, even if that meant the banquet was delayed. 

Lucille raised her head and walked over with the clear sound of her footsteps. She emerged from the corner and shouted, “Grandma, I’m awake. I’m so sorry for oversleeping.” 

“Silly child. You don’t have to apologize.” Madam Collins smiled kindly and teased, “If you feel bad, then you can help me push my wheelchair around.” 

“Okay.” 

Lucille stepped forward, took the wheelchair from Madam Louisa, and pushed Madam Collins toward the banquet hall. 

In the hall, delicious dishes had been served one after another on the long table. Each dish was a feast in itself, and even the pieces of boiled cabbage had been sliced into the shape of a flower. The other dishes were even more extravagant, which showed that the chef’s cooking skills were excellent. 

Lucille pushed Madam Collins to the head of the table, making sure she was settled down before taking a seat herself. 

Not long after, Austin arrived as well. 

He sat on the opposite side of Lucille, looking angry, but he didn’t dare to show it. He could only secretly glare at her when no one was paying attention. 

She made a shushing motion. 

Lucille was taunting him. 

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