My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Either way, she was already back, so she decided to explain things slowly.

Otherwise, she would have felt very guilty if Joseph thought he was the reason why she had left home.

"I know, Madam Dahlia. I won't be so impulsive in the future."

The way she admitted her mistake showed her good attitude. After having a few mouthfuls of breakfast, she wiped her mouth and asked, "By the way, Madam Dahlia. Where is my Yoshua staying right now?"

Some time ago, Yoshua had moved out. She heard that he bought a house somewhere else and wasn't staying at the Jules Residence anymore. She was in a hurry to finish her task, so she didn't know the specific address.

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Madam Dahlia answered, "No. 99 Champs Road."

"Okay."

Lucille drove out of the door and went straight to Yoshua's address.

It wasn't far away. It only took her ten minutes to get there.

She pressed the doorbell. Soon, footsteps could be heard.

Unfortunately, the person who answered the door was not Yoshua.

Distance and Friendliness

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Distance and Friendliness

The person who opened the door was a young man who was about the same age as Yoshua. He was gentle and refined, with a clean and scholarly aura. His face was soft, and there was a perfect balance of distance and friendliness in his smile. He was neither too aggressive nor too cold.

Lucille knew him.

To be exact, he existed in the original host's memory.

His name was Sinclair Quartley.

He was Yoshua's classmate and had been good friends with him for many years.

The original owner had met Sinclair a few times before.

Lucille asked, "Is Yoshua here?"

"Yes, come in." Sinclair made way with a smile. When Lucille stepped in, he said from the doorway, "Your second brother has been looking for you for several days. Last night, he couldn't sleep all night and even took me to look for you. He's finally sleeping now. I'll go and get him."

"Okay."