My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Chapter 23

Facing the crowd’s objection, Joseph chose to ignore all of it.

He held Lucille’s hand and walked onto the stage step by step.

As soon as he raised his hand, Culver came over with an exquisite wooden chest in his hand.

Joseph lifted the top of the chest, and pulled out a marriage certificate that looked as fancy as a royal Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

declaration.

The wedding contract was made from the most expensive material. The top of it was a golden swan

made from silk.

It was so ingenious and lifelike!

When the guests saw it, they were all shocked.

It was obvious that Joseph had come prepared!

It seemed that he was serious. He really wanted to marry Lucille!

Joseph personally took out the marriage contract and placed it on the table. Then, he took out a brush,

dipped it in ink, and wrote down his name in an imposing manner.

After he was done, he handed the brush to Lucille and signaled her with his eyes, “Your turn.”

Lucille picked up the brush. Without hesitating, she flicked the brush across the paper and signed her

name.

Since Joseph had used the traditional method of signing their marriage certificate in front of everyone,

it truly meant he wanted to stop his grandma from pestering him.

Since that was the case, she, as an actor, naturally had to cooperate with him.

Both parties signed their names, and the marriage contract immediately took effect.

Joseph picked up the marriage contract and read it carefully. His thin lips curved into a smile.

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“Culver, keep the certificate. Bring it home, and make sure it’s safe.”

“Yes, sir!” Culver put the marriage contract back in the brocade box and stepped aside.

Joseph held Lucille’s hand again and faced the crowd. “From now on, Lucille is my fiancee! If you dare

to bully her, you’re going against me too!”

When everyone heard this, they immediately lowered their heads in fear.

No one dared to oppose Mr. Joseph.

Seeing that no one dared to make a sound, the corners of Joseph’s lips curled up. “Next week, I will

hold an engagement party with my fiancee. Everyone is welcome to come.”

After that, he turned to look at Lucille gently. “Mrs. Collins, shall we go home?”

Lucille’s eyes twitched as she resisted the urge to pull out her hand.

Why did he hold her so tightly? And why were his eyes so gentle?

Wasn’t his acting a little too good?

Lucille took a deep breath, straightened her back, and stood side by side with Joseph.

Their figures looked very noble. They were essentially made for each other.

After they left, the guests couldn’t help whispering.

“What’s going on? Lucille broke up with Samuel and got proposed to by Joseph? Isn’t that too

magical?”

“That’s the Collins family! They’re so powerful that they’re as rich as a country! If Lucille marries into

the Collins family, we’ll be inferior to her in the future!”

“More than that! Her status and value will rise into the clouds! In the future, she will not be on the same

level as us!”

Zoey’s eyes were bloodshot with jealousy as she listened to the whispers.

Why?

What right does Lucille have to live so well?!

Why was it that no matter how hard she tried, he would never be able to compare to her?!

She turned around and saw that Samuel was also staring in the direction of Lucille’s departure with a

gloomy face. Zoey immediately clenched her fists with hatred.

D*mn you, Lucille!

Zoey wasn’t going to back down.

In this life, she would never lose to Lucille!

Samuel stared at Lucille’s back as she left, his eyes full of anger.

For some reason, when he saw Lucille walking away hand-in-hand with Joseph, he suddenly felt a

sense of unwillingness in his heart.

He didn’t want Lucille to wash her hands off him that easily.

She was clearly infatuated with him.

But now, she just left him without any remorse?

What was Samuel in her eyes?

Could it be that her love was so cheap that she could just throw him away just like that?

Samuel gritted his teeth in anger and cursed in a low voice, “You’re such a slutty woman. Shame on

you!” Zoey tried to keep her cool and threw herself into his arms. “Samuel, don’t be angry. Isn’t it a

good thing that she’s gone? In this way, no one can stop us anymore.”

Samuel pulled her into his arms but somehow, he was no longer as excited and joyful as before.

He once again looked in the direction of where Lucille had left, a dark light flashed across his eyes.