My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess novel Chapter 283

Lucille walked back to the backyard of St. Mary Church from the back of the mountain. She thought that the priest would give up, but unexpectedly, he refused to leave. He kept circling her, ettering to give her some advice 

Just as Lucille was thinking about how to get away from him, she heard the low and pleasant voice of Joseph from behind her 

“We’re here for fun anyway, Bobo, Why don’t you just give it a try? 

Lucille had already lost her patience, so she agreed. 

“Hehe, that’s more like it. There’s always a reason for everything, spoke, he analyzed Lucille 

Since you did me a favor, I’ll pay you back. We shouldn’t owe each other anything in the future 

As the priest 

However, upon doing so, his expression changed greatly 

The priest stuttered, anda trace of her appeared in his gase 

Lucille found it a little funny. His acting skills were p 

pretty good for a scammer. Was he going to say that she was unlucky and that she needed to pay him to avoid a disaster? She casually asked, “What’s wrong? Did you notice anything?” 

in a panle, the priest replied, “Wait a minute, young lady. I’ll tell you when I’m sor 

Lucile shook her head, refusing to take the matter to heart. She went to a nearby pool to wash her hands. 

or lady, what a pity” 

The priest kept contemplating. After confirming his analysis, he stood up and muttered to himself, “She’s a nice young 

What did that men? 

Joseph’s gaze sharpened as he eyed the priest 

“What are you talking about Joseph asked, 

He narrowed his eyes 

The priest sighed and explained, “From what bean tell, half of here will be a tough journey. God will not favor her. Her days will be difficult and terrible. To put it more clearly, it means that she won’t have a smooth road ahead and that she’s not lucky. Her whole life will be miserable and she won’t have anyone to rely on ” 

If it had been anyone else speaking, Joseph would have beaten them up already. 

However, it was a priest saying that 

No one know where the stage priest had come from, but he was an elosive person on St. Mary Mountain. That was because no matter what he said, whether it was goslar bad, would always come true. 

Cling Cling Cling 

Not lat wow, they heard achich bell ringing. The heavy wooden stake knocked on the big bell, making a distant and call sound 

The smole on josepli’s face disappeared, and his whole body was till of hostility