A Crazy Wife

Chapter 9 Your trick is really bad

"..."

"How long are you going to lie down?" Suddenly, above her head is Chester Shahbaz's voice mixed

with monstrous anger.

"Ah!"

Hannah Joseph starts to scream. She feels that her right hand is flaming. She also feels clearly that his

body is changing.

All of a sudden, she jerks back her hand, props up her body, and scrambles up from him.

But the bathtub is too small. She follows the light and sees his chest in front of her.

"..."

Inhale, inhale, inhale… Hannah Joseph, you need to calm down…

Her skin is shining like lotus just out of water. Her water-stained shirt clings to her body. Chester

Shahbaz can clearly see that her body is very attractive to him.

"Your trick is getting worse and worse!"

Chester Shahbaz warns her in a cold voice, and at the same time suppresses his anger that rushes out

of his heart.

"... All men in the world have this. Does it deserve much as if it is rare? "She blurts.

"What do you say?"

That is to say she has seen those of other men?

Even in the dim light, Hannah Joseph could feel Chester Shahbaz's cold eyes, which makes her have a

very strong sense of suffocation.

"I...I didn’t say anything!"

Inhale, exhale, Hannah Joseph steps out of the bathtub, takes the bath towel, and rubs the back of

Chester Shahbaz casually.

Chester Shahbaz’s face is taut and his thin lips are puckered all the time, but he doesn’t say anything.

Can he tolerate?

Hannah Joseph gives the bath towel to him, and she is also grumpy, "Do it yourself!"

Lest she should be accused of "seduce" again!

Chester Shahbaz who is frowning, unambiguously picks up the bath towel and rubs his whole body in

front of her.

Hannah Joseph twists the corner of her mouth and doesn’t look at it finally.

After his bathing, Hannah Joseph takes a bathrobe for the man.

When she squats down to help him to tie the waist belt, she tries not to look at that place, but her mind

could not help recalling the feeling of touching it in the bathroom.

While staring at the face of the woman squatting in front of him, Chester Shahbaz suddenly thinks of a

wedding invitation received today in the mailbox.

"There will be a wedding the day after tomorrow. Come with me." Although he doesn’t want to have

anything to do with the woman, she is his nominal wife after all.

Attend a wedding?

After the suspending of tying the waist belt, Hannah Joseph raises her head and sees that the disabled

young master is still stretching his face as if who owes him millions.

Is this an "invite" attitude?

"I won't go!"

She refuses without thinking. She ties a knot around his waist, "I'm not interested in weddings. Besides,

I've been in prison. I don't want to get involved in this circle known to everyone."

Chester Shahbaz frowns, his face darkened. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Hannah Joseph never refused him before so blatantly.

"Well, the bath is over and the clothes are changed. You can go to sleep."

She helps him get onto the bed, and tuck him in the quilt. Then she stretches and looks at the time. It is

three o'clock in the morning.

"I’ll go to bed too. Good night."

She is going back to the next bedroom when Chester Shahbaz, who is lying down, suddenly says," Leo

Bruce and I lived in a big courtyard in childhood. He is the adopted grandson of my grandfather. All the

Shahbaz family must attend his wedding ceremony."

Hannah Joseph pauses, frowning, turning around as if she doesn’t hear clearly, "whose wedding?"