Chapter 68
My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess
A drop of black blood appeared.
Lucille retracted her hand and took out a clean handkerchief to wipe the black blood away. She put the tools back and slowly murmured, âEverythingâs fine now.â
Her movements were light as if she was acting on a whim. She was not as serious and cautious as Master Walton usually was.
How was anyone supposed to believe her after comparing the two of them?
Culverâs breath got caught in his throat, and he was so angry that he could not speak coherently. âMiss Johnson! How could you do something like that so recklessly? If something bad happens to Mr.
Joseph, will you be able to Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Lucille. âIâm going to head back first.â
She had just come out of the detention center and hadnât had time to tell Molly and Madam Dahlia. She wondered how anxious they must have been.
Lucille turned around and left. When she reached the door, she heard a servant outside shouting.
âMaster Walton is here!â
A few seconds later, Master Walton hurriedly rushed over Lucille bumped into him at the entrance.
âYouâ¦â Master Walton seemed to be a little surprised that she was there, but the situation was urgent at the moment. He didnât ask anything and just hurried upstairs.
Unexpectedly, Lucille suddenly piped up, âI live right next door, Master Walton.â
Master Walton, who was in a rush, heard what she said but didnât turn around.
The maids stared at Lucille with odd looks in their eyes. Some of them were hostile and angry.
After all, she was Josephâs fiancée. Nobody knew what was going to happen to Joseph, yet Lucille simply turned around and went out in a carefree manner. She didnât care about Josephâs health at all.
She was even in the mood to try and get on Master Waltonâs good side.
The maids lowered their heads, feeling furious.
On the other hand, in the bedroom, Master Walton was checking Josephâs pulse.
As he did so, Master Walton instantly frowned. In the end, his lips began to twitch.
This pulseâ¦
Seeing that Master Waltonâs hands were trembling, Culverâs heart skipped a beat and his whole body went cold. He asked, âWhatâs going on, Master Walton? Is Mr. Joseph-â
Master Walton cut him off. âWho was the one who treated Mr. Joseph just now?â
As expected, that was the problem!
Culver clenched his fists and suppressed his anger. âIt was Mrs. Collins. She stuck one of the tools in between Mr. Josephâs eyebrows, and some black blood dripped out! I knew she was bad news. She was trying to kill Mr. Joseph by acting so recklessly!â
If it wasnât for the fact that he didnât dare to leave Joseph there, he would have chased after her and tied her 1.
Unexpectedly, once he finished speaking, Master Waltonâs eyes lit up and his neck flushed with excitement. He asked, âMrs. Collins? Are you talking about Lucille? Was she the one who treated Mr.
Joseph?â
âThatâs right, Culver answered.
âAmazing. Thatâs amazing! Hahaha!â Master Waltonâs face was red with laughter. In the end; there were tears in his eyes. âI searched far and wide, but found nothing! I never thought I would come across an opportunity like this in my lifetime.â
Right then, Master Walton finally understood what Lucille was trying to tell him when she vaguely said that she lived next door.
It turned out that she was the legendary Bambo!
Master Walton suddenly stood up and turned to run outside with an excited face.
Culver quickly reacted and grabbed him. âWhere are you going, Master Walton? Mr. Josephâs illnessâ¦â
âMr. Joseph is fine. He will probably wake up in a moment. Also, you have to thank Miss Jules for treating him. She was able to draw out the deepest toxins in Lord Fifthâs body just like that. Even I am amazed by this technique!â Master Walton exclaimed.
âMaster Waltonâ¦â Culver wondered what had gotten Master Walton so worked up. He couldnât understand why he was praising Lucille so abruptly, âMaster Walton, youâre a professional in Shein City.
If you canât treat him, how could Mrs. Collins do it?â
âYou donât understand.â
Master Walton shook his head.
Only those in the know would understand what was really going on.