My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Indeed, it was on purpose

She was deliberately waiting for Li Jun to come back.

Despite that, this time, she was really unlucky.

Lucille sat on the swing for an entire two hours, but Amore didn't show up. Instead, the maid who had been taking care of her showed up beside her in an accogant manner and sneered coldly.

"I knew that you had bad intentions! You must be waiting for Mr. Lindsay here on purpose. Let me tell you something. Mr. Lindsay has a social engagement tonight, and it's hard to say when he'll be back. Just give up! Also, since you've recovered from your injuries and can walk, you should have some self-awareness and get our of the Lindsay family!"

Lucille leaned against the rope of the swing. She seemed to have fallen asleep under the sun and completely ignored the maid's words,

The more the maid thought about it, the angrier she became. She rushed forward and wanted to take action

Lucille opened her eyes. She was about to dodge when she caught a glimpse of a tall figure standing behind a cluster of flowers.

The opportunity had come

Lucille did not dodge and was pushed to the ground by the -tempered maid.

The ground was covered in grass. It didn't hurt, but it pricked her skin

"You b*tch You want to seduce Mr. Lindsay? Let me tell you. Mr. Lindsay is mine!" The maid looked down at Lucille's pale and beautiful face. While there was no one around, she took the chance to pick up a sharp stone and wanted to scratch Lucille's face. Lucille could only attempt to retreat in panic and helplessness.

At that moment, the maid's hand was stopped in mid-air.

Nobody knew when Amore had appeared behind her. His expression was a little sour, but more than that, it was filled with coldness and hostility. "Get rid of her."

That was all he said. Before the maid could recover from her shock and admiration, a subordinate behind them dragged her away.

"Mr. Lindsay! Mr. Lindsay!"

The maid was finally scared. She knew better than anyone that Amore was a cold-blooded person who never went back on his word

When she was dragged away by his subordinate, the maid flailed around with all her might. She struggled and cried, "Mr. Lindsay, I know I was wrong. Please spare me! Please spare me for the sake of my efforts all these years!" The subordinate directly covered the maid's mouth.

Everyone in the manor knew that Amore hated those who disobeyed his orders.

Since she had done something wrong, she had to be aware of the consequences.

Soon, the maid was taken away.

Sitting on the lawn, Lucille was in a daze,

Finally, Amore reached out his hand in front of her, she blinked and said, "I-I should go home. Thank you for letting me stay here for the past few days, sir. My injuries have healed, and I don't mean to blackmail you, either. Really, I promise!"

As she spoke, she raised a hand. She was afraid that Armore would be dissatisfied and get someone to drag her out.

She looked cute and delicate chat way.

A rare smile appeared on the corners of Amore's mouth. Although it was barely noticeable, the icy look on his face had softened a lot

He crouched down and looked at Lucille. "You say you should go home, but you can't remember anything. Do you even know where your home is?"

Gain More Sympathy

Lucille shook her head honestly.

"I don't know, but.." She lowered her long eyelashes, and her nose was sore as whispered, "I vaguely remember that had a brother who loved me very much. He bought me everything I wanted and treated me very well. I don't know if it's a dream or not. If it's true, he must be really worried about me right now."

At that moment, she had to shed a few tears to gain some sympathy.

Lucille couldn't cry, so she quietly pinched her thigh.

It hurt.

It really hurt.

She had sacrificed too much for this mission.

Lucille raised her head, her eyes instantly turning red. I sorry for her.

Here

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were clouded over as if she was an abandoned, pitiful child. It was impossible not to feel

In the face of that pair of eyes, Amore had no choice but to be soft-hearted

Moreover, her situation was almost the same as his sister's

Amore slowly uttered, "It's okay if you don't remember. I'm telling you, your name is Enuma Gilbert. You grew up in an orphanage because you were separated from your family."

"Emma Gubert?" Lucille mured her na

er name. "Separated from my family..."

On the surface, she was holding back her emocions, but in her heart, she felt nothing. She just wanted to curse Benjamin and the head of Nine States City out. This false identity of hers sounded way too silly.

Not to mention, wasn't her name too suspicious? She was worried that Amore would find out that she was Lone Shadow.

Lucile smiffed and sobbed at the right timing.novelbin