A Crazy Wife

Chapter 19 Who are you?

"Don't play tricks!" Fiona Angela clutches Leo Bruce's sleeve in a panic and tries to hide behind him,

"What are you going to do?"

Leo Bruce looks at her motionless, as if he sees another person's appearance from her face, and

askes in a trembling voice,

"Who are you?"

Hearing this, Hannah Joseph sneers, "Sherry Green asks me to tell you that there is a causality in

everything. To report is only a matter of time. I’ll take her belonging with me."

After speaking this word, she leaves the lounge. Behind her is a sharp sound of tables and chairs

rubbing on the ground, accompanied by Fiona Angela's exclamation.

The couple seem to be so scared that they fall.

Walking to the door of the lounge, Hannah Joseph laughs at herself. The man she has loved for three

years is such a rubbish. Now she regrets for choosing him as her fiancé at that time.

Soon after she comes out of the lounge with her skirt in her hand, there is a cold voice behind her.

"Hannah Joseph."

In the shelter of the bonsai shows a part of the black wheel axle. The handsome face of the man is

hidden in the green leaves and flowers. It is not sure how long he has been waiting here. Now his body

shape begins to appear.

Hannah Joseph's back is stiff and doesn’t turn around until a moment later. She forces a faint smile.

"When did you come and why are you here?"

Sitting in his wheelchair, Chester Shahbaz folds his hands and looks very cold but doesn’t answer her

questions.

"If I remember correctly, you and Leo Bruce should have met for the first time, but your hostility to him

is too obvious."

Hannah Joseph shivers all over. With his dark and deep eyes, he seems to see through her heart, "so

who are you?"

After pondering for a few seconds, Hannah Joseph relaxes her fingers gradually which are holding her

skirt, asking in puzzle.

"What do you mean by that? Of course, I'm your wife-Hannah Joseph. Who else can I be? "

Chester Shahbaz obviously doesn’t believe it. His face gradually becomes cold.

Hannah Joseph pinches her palm. The pain makes her eyes crimson, "Leo Bruce had neglected me

before we entered the banquet hall. Anyhow I'm your wife, but he embarrassed me in front of so many

people. Shouldn’t I teach him a lesson?”

She feels angry and aggrieved. It is natural for a woman to be narrow-minded.

Chester Shahbaz looks at her with anger, without a word.

"What's more, he remarries shortly after his fiancée’s death. He is reported to offer a reward to look for

his fiancée, but today he holds a wedding ceremony here, which sufficiently shows that he is greedy

and double-faced. He tried to give Grandfather a painting of unknown origin and Grandpa left with

anger. If something happened, it would be a rare trick to the political enemies of the Shahbaz family. So

I taught him a lesson.”

All personal matters are not worth mentioning, compared with the rise and fall of the Shahbaz family.

Although Hannah Joseph gives an irrelevant answer, but it is to the point and can shift Chester

Shahbaz’s attention temporarily.

Chester Shahbaz frowns thoughtfully.

After a long time, he takes a look at Hannah Joseph and says with indifference, "you'd better really

think so."

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Hannah Joseph's eyes, which are full of magnanimity turn bright,

"Let me help you go to the front hall. mom should worry about you because she hasn’t seen you for a

long time.”

"No."

Chester Shahbaz avoids her extended hands. While turning, the wheel axis makes a slight noise and

wipes her skirt.

Watching his back gradually fading, Hannah Joseph's breath is finally relieved. The sweat in her palm

is cold.

Chester Shahbaz is really not easy to deal with.