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My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess novel Chapter 43

Chapter 43 

Madam Dahlia was overjoyed. She was practically skipping out of the kitchen as she served the dishes, which showed how excited she was. 

When all the food was served, Madam Dahlia prepared cutlery for Joseph and Lucille. Once everything was ready, she stepped aside and looked at the two of them with a motherly smile on her face. 

Lucille picked up her fork. 

She was the host. Since there was a guest, she politely said, “Please enjoy your meal, Mr. Joseph.” 

Joseph raised an eyebrow. There was a hint of amusement in his deep and pleasant voice. “You don’t have to be so formal with me.” 

Meanwhile, a smile bloomed on Madam Dahlia’s face once again. 

The more she observed them, the more she felt that they were a perfect match. 

The day before, she had seen the news from Shein City saying that Joseph had signed a marriage contract with Lucille in public. She was worried that Joseph would be as moody and cruel as the rumors said. 

She hadn’t expected that he would be so polite and respectful. 

He had a formidable family background, not to mention that he was well-qualified. He was much better than Samuel. 

Madam Dahlia covered her mouth and chuckled before quietly leaving the dining room. 

She did not forget to drag Culver away while leaving. 

Culver was utterly stunned. 

Lucille and Joseph were the only ones left in the dining room. 

The two ate at almost the same speed. They were both slow, elegant, and calm. During the meal, the only thing. that could be heard was the sound of their cutlery colliding with the plates. 

After eating. Lucille wiped her mouth and casually questioned, “Since I’m going to see Madam Collins. tomorrow, what should I prepare? I can’t just go empty-handed.” 

A hint of amusement flashed across Joseph’s eyes as he glanced at her. “There’s no need. I’ll prepare everything.” 

“Oh.” 

Lucille did not say anything else. She put down her napkin and was about to get up when she heard the sound of a chair scraping against the ground from across her. The two of them stood up at the same time. 

They were infuriatingly in sync. 

Madam Dahlia, who was secretly watching them from the door, was so excited that she went silent. However, she was afraid of being noticed, so she could only withdraw her head sneakily. 

Lucille checked the time on her phone and asked, “Aren’t you busy, Mr. Joseph?” 

“I’ve got a lot of free time,” he replied. 

“I see.” Lucille nodded seriously and was about to leave the dining room. Despite that, as soon as she turned around, Joseph gently grabbed her wrist. 

Before she could react, she felt a touch of warmth on her cheek that was left by his fingertips. 

She frowned and was about to speak when she saw that a strand of cloth from the napkin she had used earlier was pinched between Joseph’s fingers. 

Lucille was at a loss for words. 

He was such a shameless man. 

Joseph gave a light chuckle. It seemed that he was in a good mood. “I’ll pick you up tomorrow.” 

After that, he left the dining room. When he saw Madam Dahlia outside, he complimented her for her good cooking skills. 

d not leave the dining room until Joseph’s car had gone far away. 

on the sofa in the living room and randomly pressed the remote control. 

ision immediately lit up. 

Dahlia came back inside. With a condemning tone, she nagged, “Mr. Joseph is your fiance, Miss Jules. i’t you go out and see him off?” 

act, Lucille replied nonchalantly. 

adam Dahlia didn’t hear her clearly. She took two more steps forward and asked, “Miss Jules, what jst say?” 

retched, then gave some instructions. “Madam Dahlia, please prepare another bedroom right next to ike it all pink. Buy some squirrel plushies, pillows, bags, and cups. Oh, right. Get some watermelon- lollipops, too.” 

ere the things Molly liked the most. If Joseph’s subordinates were efficient enough, Molly’s outs would likely be found within the next two days. 

Dod.” Madam Dahlia did not ask anything this time and simply answered, “I’ll prepare all of that in the n.” 

ucille nodded and got up from the sofa. Just as she was about to go upstairs to rest for a while, she 

heard her own voice coming from the TV. 

r saying, “I’m not going to forgive them, nor am I going to compromise.” 

irned to look and saw that it was Shein City’s news program. It was footage of her being interviewed ers at the gate of the police station that morning. 

vith a high-definition camera, the reporter asked her some questions. 

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