My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

It just so happened that she still had something to ask Molly.

Molly obediently walked in and closed the door. She then surrounded Lucille and kept buzzing in her ear like a bee: "Did you get hurt, Bobo? Did the mission go well? You were gone for a long time."

Lucille dried her hair and answered, "This mission was a little complicated. It did end up dragging out a bit. By the way, how did you make up an excuse

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for ine? Are you sure they don't suspect anything?"

Obriusly, she was talking about Joseph. In addition, there was also Voshua, who would go to the Jules Residence from time to time, as well as Ma Dahlia

She had left for more than half a month without even saying goodbye. If Molly didn't come up with a proper excuse, they would inevitably overthink it. Molly putted up her small chest and made a solemn vow, With a proud face, she stated, "Who do you think I am? I'm someone who can lie without blinking. Of course, they believed mel

What did you say, then? Lucille had a bad feeling

The next second, Molly happily told her, "I said that you had an argument with Mr. Joseph, so you left him and went away on your own to cool down!"

Terrifying Aura

Lucille didn't know what to say,

What a incredible excuse.

No wonder what she met Joseph downstairs, he had a terrifying aura that was unbearably cold.

Lucille rubbed her forehead, her face full of helplessness

That meant everyone, including Yoshua and Madan Bahlia, thought that she had quarreled with Joseph and left in anger. Was she supposed to take the initiative to speak to Joseph, showing that she had calmed down, and end the cold war? Lucille sighed and lay on the bed, pretending to be dead.

She gave up. She was exhausted.

Molly blinked her eyes and innocently asked, "Was it a bad excuse, Bobo?"

"It was a good one. You're the smartest, Molly."

She rubbed Molly's head to comfort her.

Molly caught a glimpse of the bandage on her hand and exclaimed, "Bobo, you're injured!"

"Yeah. It's just a surface wound. It's okay."

"No, there's blood coming out!" Molly was so anxious that she almost cried. She stamped her feet and got up, saying, "I'm going to get you a first-aid kir, Walt for THE", Bobo!"

Only then did Lucille turn her head to look at her left arm. She had forgotten about it when she was taking a shower. The wound that she had managed to heal with much difficulty was open again.

She didn't notice it earlier, but now that she did, it began to hurt a little.

Molly opened the door and walked downstairs.

However, everything in the house was organized by Madam Dahlia. She didn't know where the first aid kit was, so she was so anxious that she paced around in the big living room. She kept muttering, "Where are you, first-aid kit? Come out. When Joseph had walked in with a chill all over his body, he heard Molly mumbling to herself.

His mind stirred to action and he immediately aslood, "Why are you looking for the first-aid kit?"

Bobo is injured. She's bleeding a lot. There's a lot of blood!"

As Molly spoke, she opened the drawer. This time, she got lucky. The first-aid kit was inside.