A Crazy Wife

Chapter 3 Appearance of Chester Shahbaz

“I’m having my period…it’s inappropriate.” She declines.

She is really on her period. She found it when she was bathing.

But it’s unbelievable to Zander Shahbaz. Staring at her in doubt, obviously he thinks she is making an

excuse.

“Really?” Zander Shahbaz looks peaceful, with his lips moving slightly.

“Yes.” She looks serious.

In silence for a while, Zander Shahbaz smiles swiftly, and looks fascinated, “It has been three years.

You are still naïve… Do you think it is easy to get rid of me?”

“…”

Hannah Joseph is speechless. So does he think she is cheating him?

“You become clever.” Zander Shahbaz fondles her gently from her collarbones to her belly and feels

the tension in her body.

This man could be…

Abnormal!

Hannah Joseph stares at Zander Shahbaz closely, observes his hand moving toward her private parts This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

and hears his fascinating voice, “let me check it…”

She is stiff all over and her underpants seems to be lifted by his fingers…

At the critical moment, from the door comes a sound of wheelchair sliding, which is very clear.

She seems to be aware of something suddenly while Zander Shahbaz on her responses fast. He gets

off the bed and puts on his clothes quickly.

The scene comes right into the eyes of a man in the wheelchair.

Seeing clearly the messy bedroom, Zander Shahbaz who is fastening buttons in a flurry and the

woman who sits up in bed, Chester Shahbaz looks as somber as ink.

“What are you doing?” he speaks in a cold voice as if he lives in an ice cellar. His voice alone can make

one shiver.

A man with disabled legs lives in a gloomy world all day, staying indoor and alone. It is not exaggerated

to say that he lives in an ice cellar.

“Brother, you… you are here?”

Zander Shahbaz stutters. He knows Chester Shahbaz stays in the study for a whole day, so he comes

to the master bedroom boldly to harass Hannah Joseph.

“This is my bedroom.” Chester Shahbaz approaches to them in his wheelchair. As he gets close to her,

she feels overwhelmingly cold.

But at this moment, someone is as afraid as her.

Zander Shahbaz is always afraid of his elder brother, who used to be a senior official appointed by a

former commander in the military zone. As a resolute person, Chester Shahbaz distinguished himself

many times and gained a title of “Cold-blooded Devil” in the troops.

If it had not been for the accident in the military exercise in that year, Chester Shahbaz should have

been a well-renowned top army commander in the whole city of London.

However, with disabled legs and confined to the wheelchair, he still has the air of a soldier.

“I ask you once again. What are you doing in the room?” Chester Shahbaz speaks in a cold voice and

looks somewhat impatient.

“Brother, I… you misunderstand!” Zander Shahbaz can’t explain it clearly. In front of Chester Shahbaz,

he looks like a coward.

She has an inner cold smile, “You behave like a master in front of Hannah Joseph, but a servant in

front of Chester Shahbaz?”

At this moment, following the light, Chester Shahbaz’s sight falls on her delicate looks. She looks much

thinner after three years’ prison life, with distinct collarbones.

“He doesn’t say. You do.” The man’s voice is cold as an ice cream.

“…”

Hannah Joseph is stunned, “let me say?”

“Is there anything for me to say?”