My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Chapter 10

Lucille left the Jules Villa and walked to the roadside to wait for the bus.

It might sound unbelievable, but as the daughter of the Jules family, she had no money on her.

Howard had frozen all her bank accounts as a punishment.

And even the driver of the house had been assigned to serve Zoey, not her.

The reason for Howard’s action was to force Lucille to hand over her 40% shares.

Thinking of this, Lucille couldn’t help but sneer.

Oh, how she looked forward to showing Howard the true definition of regret.

Beep!

Suddenly, a loud car horn startled her out of her thoughts.

She raised her head and saw a top-class luxury car slowly stopping in front of her.

The car window rolled down, revealing a man with a stunningly gorgeous side face. “Hey, little girl, get

in the car,” he said.

Lucille looked at Joseph, who was sitting in the back seat, and her eyes narrowed slightly. “Mr. Joseph,

what a coincidence?”

Lucille’s choice of words was not lost on Joseph, as the word “coincidence” carried an implicit

message.

Joseph turned his head, revealing a sharp, refined gaze that settled upon Lucille’s exquisite, fair

features Though her lips curved into a smile, they appeared superficial, never reaching her eyes.

There was some vigilance deep in her eyes.

Joseph couldn’t help but laugh.

Her superficial mannerisms and polite gestures came across to him as insincere and lacking in genuine

warmth.

He withdrew his gaze and smirked, “It’s not a coincidence. I have been planning this for a long time.”

He had been planning this for a long time?

Lucille squinted her eyes. “What does Mr. Joseph want from me today?”

Joseph didn’t answer her question. He just lowered his head and fixed his sleeves, saying, “Get in the

car, and I’ll tell you.”

Without a second thought, Lucille pulled open the car door and hopped inside.

Around the street corner, there was a white luxury car parked.

Zoey and Samuel sat in the car, staring incredulously at the scene before them.

What did they just witness?

Lucille getting into a luxury car?

Zoey narrowed her eyes, and a cruel glimmer flickered in them.

“Samuel, I can’t believe what I just saw,” Zoey exclaimed, her eyes flashing with anger. “Lucille got into

a stranger’s car like it was nothing! Doesn’t she have any self-respect? Even if the guy is loaded, she

shouldn’t lower herself like that.”

Her eyes brimmed with tears, and she looked pitiful. “If Dad finds out about it, he will beat her to

death!”

Without knowing the truth, Zoey had already formed an opinion of Lucille as being someone who

lacked dignity and propriety.

Samuel took a deep breath and gritted his teeth. “Shame on her!”

Zoey sighed and flashed a sinister smile where Samuel couldn’t see her.

She had something good waiting for Lucille when they arrived at school later!

Outside an elite aristocratic school.

Culver stopped the car. “Mr. Joseph, we have arrived.”

Lucille looked out the window with a calm expression, not at all surprised that Joseph knew she was

attending this school.

The original owner of this body was a freshman studying medicine in this college, and today was the

day for registration.

If it weren’t for this, she wouldn’t have wanted to come.

“Thank you.” Lucille pushed open the car door and prepared to get out.

But Joseph grabbed her wrist. “Wait.”

Lucille turned her head and ran into his charming eyes.

“What’s wrong?”

Joseph’s eyes were locked on Lucille’s brown orbs, as he uttered, “A mere thank you, is that all?”

Lucille lifted an eyebrow in response. “Do you require something more from me to express my

gratitude?”

Her tone was even-tempered, and her eyes held steady.

And, her composure was unwavering under the weight of Joseph’s dominating presence.

Joseph remained transfixed on her, almost as though he was trying to see past her and gaze upon

someone else, his eyes shrouded in deeper mystery.

After a while, he slowly let go of her wrist. “Forget it.”

He didn’t even know what he was expecting from her..

Lucille was puzzled as she watched him, and she withdrew her hand before getting out of the car

without looking back.

She walked into the campus, and the scorching gaze from behind only disappeared when she was far

away.

She wasn’t stupid. Joseph must have had some ulterior motives toward her, even if he denied it.

However, she knew that Joseph was not someone to be trifled with.

Her intuition told her that this man was dangerous.

And, he seemed to be constantly testing her.

Had he discovered something?

Lucille shook her head and stepped into the teaching block of her subject.

This building was full of painful memories for the original owner of this body.

She had been bullied, isolated, and hurt by cruel words here.

As soon as Lucille entered the building, she felt a strong sorrow and pain from the original owner.

Despite the discomfort, Lucille forcefully suppressed it and whispered, “Don’t be afraid. I won’t let

anymore.”

Her emotions gradually stabilized as she made her way up to the third floor classroom.

you suffer

When she arrived at the door, she saw the previously restless classmates quiet down immediately

upon seeing

her.

Their eyes were gleefully waiting for her to become the butt of their jokes.

-Lucille sneered, then kicked the door with great force.

This caused a bucket filled with excrement to fall and splatter all over the students in the classroom.

It drenched almost everyone in brown filth and filled the room with a putrid stench.

No one was spared.

“Argh! Help! That’s so smelly!”

“Oh! I’m going to vomit. Help me!”

“Oh my god, what’s this? Is this a maggot? Psst!”

Lucille stood at the door, arms crossed, coldly watching it all unfold.

The classmates screamed in disgust and agony. If it were the original owner of this body, she would

have been drenched in filthy water, then humiliated and mocked by them.

One of the girls who enjoyed picking on the original owner gritted her teeth and let out a furious shout,

“Lucille Jules! Do you have a death wish? Who gave you the right to fight back?”

Lucille smirked.

It was almost like they thought it was perfectly fine to torment Lucille, but the moment she stood up for

herself, she was in the wrong.

Well, today, she would teach these people a lesson!

Lucille nonchalantly kicked the door open once again, and walked into the classroom.

The backlight framed her in an awe-inspiring silhouette, her cold and aloof demeanor only adding to

her allure.

Dressed in a long black gown, her fair skin glowed like snow, and her noble temperament made her

seem like a sacred and inviolable goddess.

The crowd was instantly stunned, their jaws dropping in awe.

Was this the same Lucille who used to be meek, wearing only white T-shirts and jeans, and rarely

spoke up?

How could she have changed so much?

The boys present all looked at Lucille with sparkling eyes, as if she were a goddess that had

descended to earth. They were utterly spellbound.

The girls, on the other hand, were burning with jealousy.

The leading girl of the bullies, consumed by envy, rushed forward and slapped Lucille across the face.

“B*tch! You’re digging your own grave!”

Lucille sneered and swiftly grabbed the girl’s wrist, twisting it back with force.

A sharp crack echoed through the classroom, followed immediately by an otherworldly scream of

agony. “Ah!! My hand!”

The crowd was suddenly frightened, taking in a sharp breath of cold air.

Who would have thought that Lucille would break Jenny’s hand right before their eyes?!

How could this be possible?!

But wasn’t she someone who never fought back before?

Lucille tilted her head, wearing a sinister smile.

Lucille held Jenny’s hand tightly and spoke with a nonchalant tone, “I’m sorry. My hand slipped. Don’t

worry, I’ll help you recover.”

And then, she applied force on her wrist once again.

There was another resounding cracking sound.

Jenny screamed again, her face turning deathly pale with agony, and her forehead covered in a cold

sweat. Her body was also trembling.

Demon!

Lucille had transformed into a demon!