My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Robert detected her emotions. He pointed at Lucille's head and left arm and asked, "You're injured, Miss Jules. Does it hurt?" "It doesn't hurt."

Lucille was about to ask him how he knew, but when she thought about it, it felt like a redundant question.

Robert was a robot, and he was created by the best researcher of science and technology, Rafela. His eyes were even more powerful than an X-ray. Naturally, he could detect her wounds right away.

Lucille took a deep breath and calmed herself down. "By the way, you should rest for a while. Don't accept those requests for customized virtual maps. I don't want you to work yourself to the bone. You might end up going on strike."

"No, I won't." Robert seemed to smile. "I use the sun to recharge my electricity every day. I won't go on strike."

Lucille nodded.

She had to admit that Rafela was very thoughtful. Not only was Robert's method of charging convenient, but it also prevented his identity from being discovered. It was really perfect.

Robert continued, "By the way, Miss Jules, Tech Connex Pavilion received a huge order two days ago. Hugo and James were so excited that they didn't sleep all night. According to them, there's a very popular variety show coming to work with us. They want to let their guests experience our virtual world."

Exciting

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Exciting

A popular variety show?

Lucille thought for a moment. She did seem to recall hearing Hugo and James mention that there was a popular variety show on major broadcasting platforms. This variety show pursued thrilling and exciting experiences. The most popular theme was survival in the wild. When Tech Connex Pavilion was first constructed, Hugo mentioned that it would be good if that variety show ever came to work with them. When the time came, he would definitely use the opportunity to make Tech Connex Pavilion famous. Finally, the opportunity had come.

Lucille asked, "Have you signed the contract?"

""Yes. Let me look for it."

Robert opened the drawer and rummaged through it. Soon, he found a thick contract and handed it to Lucille.

Lucille opened it and saw the words on it. It read that Tech Connex Pavilion and this variety show were going to be working together and that they would be in charge of recording three episodes.

In each episode, the levels and scenes in the virtual world would be set up by the variety show's staff. The head designer of Tech Connex Pavilion, Robert, was responsible for design and construction.

There were no problems with the terms and regulations.

What surprised Lucille was the pay.

According to the contract, Tech Connex Pavilion wasn't charging the crew for constructing a new map. However, it requested 40 percent of the total profits once the show aired.

It had to be said that it was a very bold decision.

No matter how popular the show was that various factors and the results of the show would inevitably lead to drastic fluctuations in popularity. If the audience unsubscribed, the show's viewership rates would be low, and naturally, it would not make any money. At the same time, if the three episodes generated results that were better than expected, 40 percent of the profits would amount to more money than the construction fee.

It could be considered a huge gamble.

Perhaps the director of the variety show never expected that Tech Connex Pavilion would be so confident in their virtual world that they would make an offer like that.

It was no wonder that the director agreed to take the risk and make money at the same time.

It had to be said that he had an eye for things like this.

Lucille put the contract back. She looked at Robert and asked, "All the construction depends on you. Can you do it?"

Just as she was about to ask for help, she saw that Robert was controlling four computers at the same time. His fingers jumped rapidly, and strings of code popped up in a dizzying manner. "Are you talking about this, Miss Jules?"

Lucille was speechless. It seemed that she was just disturbing him.

With such strong processing power like Robert's, there was no use for her at all.

Lucille stood up and began to slack off. "I'm leaving, then. Do your best."

Taking the elevator back to the first floor, Lucille walked out of the pavilion and got into her car parked by the roadside.

As the car drove away, Lucille glanced into the rearview mirror.

Someone was following her.

Lucille sneered and slammed the gas pedal.

The rumbling of the sports car was heard, and in an instant, it zoomed away. The people behind wanted to follow, but they couldn't catch up, so they could only hit the steering wheel angrily. Lucille shook off the person trailing her and went straight back to the Jules Residence,

When she went in, she found that Madam Collins was there.

Lucille threw the car keys aside and went straight forward. "Grandma."

Madam Collins immediately waved her hand and said, "Oh, Lucille. Come here. Let me see if anyone has been taking advantage of you. Have you not been eating well? Why do you look thinner?"

"No, I've been eating properly."

Lucille answered obediently. She then explained to Madarn Collins why she had been gone for the past few days. She said that she had just gone to hang out with a friend and that it wasn't because she had left in a fit of anger after arguing with Joseph. Madam Collins listened very carefully.

A Sigh of Relief

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A Sigh of Relief

She probably believed her, right?

Lucille had just heaved a sigh of relief when she saw Madam Collins pat her hand. With a pained expression on her face, Madam Collins said, "What a silly child. Even when you've suffered, you still try to take the blame. Don't worry. When Joseph comes back, I'll help you vent your anger!"

It seemed the misunderstanding had only grown worse.

Lucille was stunned.

Coincidentally, Joseph came back.

Obviously, he had heard Madam Collins's words. He looked at Lucille with a faint smile and then said to Madam Collins, "Grandma, it's my fault. I made my wife angry."

The way he called her wife was blush-inducing.

Lucille focused on playing with the kitten on the sofa and pretended not to hear it.

Madam Collins snorted twice, satisfied with his attitude as he apologized. She did not continue to hold it against him and only said, "Remember, your wife exists for you to cherish her."

"Don't worry, Grandma." Joseph obediently agreed.

Amusement flashed across his eyes. "She's my wife. Of course, I cherish her."

Madam Collins nodded and let go of her worries.

However, there was another problem.

She asked, "When will you get your marriage certificate and hold the wedding?"

Lucille had always dodged that question with the excuse that she had yet to complete her studies. Now that Madam Collins had brought it up again, she did not know if the previous excuse would work.

She tugged at the kitten's smooth paws, She was about to change the subject when Joseph chuckled and replied, "It's about time we schedule it. What do you think, Bobo?"

Lucille was speechless.

She froze up. Before she could say anything, she heard Madam Collins say with a grin, "You two should get your marriage certificate first. As for the wedding, let's wait until you're ready. That way, if you two ever have a child one day, you won't have to bother with all this." She was thinking a little too far into the future.

Lucille glanced at Joseph and shot him a look.

Before she could lose her temper, Joseph finally stopped teasing her. He said to Madam Collins, "Don't worry, Grandma. You'll get to see your great-grandson

soon."

That made Madam Collins smile. In the end, though, it was their choice. It wasn't appropriate for her to intervene, so she could only nod and agree.

After having lunch with them, Madam Collins left the Jules Residence.

Only then did Lucille let out the breath she had been holding.

That night...

The lights in a bedroom on the second floor of the Gilbert family were on, which proved that the person inside was still awake. Samuel tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. His mind was filled with the scene of him confronting Lucille at school that day. Why did he suddenly have an impulse to kiss her at the time?

Had he gone insane?

Lucille was such an arrogant and unreasonable woman, not to mention how reckless she was. He was supposed to hate her. Samuel turned over and sat up. He looked down at his pants, and his face turned gloomy before it flushed red. "D*mn it!" He cursed and got up to go to the bathroom.

After the shower, Samuel made a video call to Zoey.

He wanted to hear her voice or see het sweet, moving smile so that he could get rid of the thoughts in his mind.

However, when she picked up, he saw that Zoey was in a low mood, with red eyes as she cried.

Samuel lost interest man instant.