Login via

My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess novel Chapter 59

Chapter 59 

“Why are you back so early, Miss Jules?” 

“Hm…” Lucille responded indifferently. 

Just as she was about to go upstairs, she saw Madam Dahlia handing her a card. Madam Dahlia’s eyes lit up as she said, “Madam Collins sent this here in the afternoon. Miss Jules. She said it’s a gift to commemorate your first meeting!” 

“A gift to commemorate our first meeting?” Lucille asked. 

“That’s right!” Madam Dahlia was extremely excited and nodded repeatedly. “Madam Collins is so thoughtful. She said that if she knew to give it to you in person, you would definitely refuse it, so she sent it directly to the Jules Residence and told me to take it for the time being. Madam Collins also said that you’re not allowed to reject it.” 

“Got it. You should go to bed, Madam Dahlia.” 

Lucille took the card and went back to her room. 

It was a limited-edition black card. 

Since it was a gift from Madam Collins, there was definitely a lot of money inside. The passcode to the card was written on the back, and it was a thoughtful one. The passcode turned out to be her birthday… 

No matter what, she would never take the money. 

She would return it to Joseph the next time she saw him in person. 

Lucille went to the balcony outside the master bedroom and turned her head to look at the balcony next door. Since the villas were connected, they were only separated by a big wall. The sound insulation in both villas was amazing, too, and it was almost impossible for any sound to leak over. The only connection point between the

The balcony of the master bedroom was built with four floor-length windows, which had an unobstructed view of the outside. Because of that, all they had to do was look over, and they would be able to see each other. 

However… Joseph wasn’t on the balcony. There was no point in looking. 

Lucille relaxed on the lounge chair, her eyes closed as she pretended to be asleep. 

About three hours later, at half past 12 in the morning, she heard the buzz of a helicopter from the sky. 

The sound was particularly clear in the quiet of night. 

Lucille opened her eyes. 

Before long, a black helicopter slowly landed on the wide road outside the villa. 

Lucille got up from her reclining chair. She propped herself up with one hand, and gracefully leaped down from the window. 

She immediately landed steadily on the ground. 

Lucille walked out of the villa. 

Meanwhile, several men came out of the helicopter, one after another. One of them was holding a short-haired girl. She was unconscious. Her face was pale and her clothes were stained with blood. 

When the subordinates saw Lucille, they all nodded respectfully and greeted her. “Greetings, Mrs. Collins.” “Give her to me.” Lucille reached out to grab the girl. 

The subordinate asked, “Should I help you bring her in, Mrs. Collins?” 

“There’s no need. She’s my family. I’ll do it myself,” Lucille replied. 

As she spoke, she took Molly from their hands and turned to walk towards the Jules Residence. 

Comments

The readers' comments on the novel: My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess