My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess novel Chapter 132

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Zoey was so touched that tears welled up in her eyes. She then grabbed Samuel’s face and kissed him. 

All of a sudden, squeals could be heard from inside the bus. 

“This is true love.” 

So many vaal 

Jenny moved to Lucille’s side and deliberately said, “Did you see that? You used to be Samuel’s fiancee and even pursued him for Now, he won’t even look at you. Doesn’t it hurt?” 

Lucille remained silent. There was only indifference on her face. 

Jenny continued, “You really are a pathetic insect. Tsk, tsk, tsk. I’m sure you’ve cried a lot in private. I’d like to kindly remind you that your tears are worthless. You’d better not cry. Otherwise, even if you go blind from sobbing, there might be nobody to feel bad for you.” 

Lucille still did not respond. 

Jenny went on for a long time, and finally couldn’t stand it anymore. She asked, “Hey, are you listening to me?” 

This time, Lucille finally had a reaction, 

She brushed away her long hair, which was hiding her earphones beneath. it, and coldly asked, “Did you say something?” 

Jenny was speechless. 

She had been talking for such a long time, but Lucille didn’t hear a word. 

F*ck. It made Jenny look like an idiot. 

She was so angry that he turned around and left. 

At that moment, Zoey shook Samuel’s arm and asked coyly, “Is there any more space in the cars, Samuel? I want to take a few students with me.” 

With a doting look on his face, Samuel replied, “Of course. It’s up to you.” 

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“Thank you, Samuel!” 

Zoey was so happy that she immediately invited a few of the girls she was. close with to take the cars in front of the bus. 

Jenny also went with them. 

The big bus, which was originally full, immediately emptied out by half. 

It was much quieter. 

Lucille put on her headphones and listened to her own song. 

Her phone buzzed twice. It was a message from Master Walton, which read: “Come to the car in front, Miss Bambo. There are drinks and fruits here. It’s more comfortable.” 

She replied, “No need.” 

After rejecting his offer, Lucille put her phone away. 

Finally, the bus set off. 

The massive motorcade in the front and the two luxury cars behind finally began driving. 

It was a five hours‘ drive from Shein City to Talford Village. 

Based on the plan, they would set off at eight o’clock in the morning and. arrive at two o’clock in the afternoon. 

However, the daughter of the Gilbert family, who was Samuel’s younger sister, Joanne, was sitting in one of the commercial cars in front. She asked the motorcade to stop so she could take photos when she saw the beautiful scenery. With that delay, they kept making stops along the way until they finally arrived at Talford Village in the evening. 

It was such a long drive, and the others were already exhausted. 

Lucille took off her headset 

They finally arrived. 

Under the setting sun, Talford Village was enveloped in a golden glow. The 

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mountains in the distance were towering and lush. There were several 

magpies hovering above their heads and a cement road stretched forth beneath their feet. 

At the end of the road, there was a house with smoke rising out of the chimney. 

The motorcade turned in. 

One of the boys looked around and couldn’t help but complain, “This place is so shabby, poor, and remote. I thought the cars wouldn’t be able to drive in. I didn’t expect that there was such a wide road in this shabby place.” 

Lucille was expressionless. 

That was because… the road to Talford Village was built by her grandmother.