My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Cily, Lucille had leamed her lesson after what happened last time. She know what Madam Collins was thinking

last, she didn't want to agree, but when she heard Madam Collins gentle tone that sounded as if she was coming a child, Laille didn't have the heart to refuse

Madam Collins was overjoyed. She immediately asked Madam Louisa to call the servants in the Collins Manor and get them to tidy up a room. She also requested for a sumptuous damer to be prepared. After going back and forth a few times, she ended up deciding to do it herself Lucille's heart telt warm and she gave Madam Collins a faint smile.

The Collins family's car slowly continued driving

The last ray of light in the sky had faded out, and the earth was shrouded in the darkness of night.

As the Collins family's extended luxury car slowly drove down the mountain, a black car passed by them. It was heading straight up St. Mary Mountain.

When the lights of the car were turned on, Lucille glanced out of the car window inadvertently. When she saw the license plate of the car clearly, her pupils shrank and her face instantly turned pale. That was a license plate from Dilsburg.

She had once memorized the familiar numbers on it and remembered them clearly.

Was it him? Why had he come to Shein City?

Lucille quickly lowered her head, afraid that the person in the car would recognize her when the two cars passed by each other.

However, when she calmed down and thought about it again, this concem was completely unnecessary. Since the windows were tinted, it was impossible to see inside.

Lucille clenched her fists tightly and tried her best to suppress the surging emotions in her heart.

At that moment, too many scenes flashed through her mind. She didn't even hear Joseph calling her twice.

Joseph lowered his head and looked at Lucille. Her eyelashes were trembling and her hands on her legs were unconsciously clenched. It was as if something had affected her emotions and disturbed her mind. Joseph glanced at the rearview mirror and looked at the car's back view. His expression was dark and unclear.

On the top of St. Mary Mountain...

The black luxury car drove along the winding road until it reached the gate of St Mary Church.

"We're here, Sir

The driver respectfully opened the back door.