A Crazy Wife

Chapter 65 I Didn't Kill The Man

Chester's voice is exceptionally deep, echoing in the quaint study.

The old man frowns deeply.

The atmosphere suddenly freezes, and the grandfather and grandson are in a stalemate.

After a long time, the old man's brows tremble slightly, and the old voice is heard in the study. "She is

willing to take the rap for you. There is no persecution. Just for what she has done for you, She will

always be my eldest granddaughter-in-law of the Shahbaz family. For a woman like her of no noble

birth, it should be a good thing. It’s a bit late for you to speak for her now."

"I don’t intend to speak for her," Chester looks indifferently, "It's just that you shouldn't hide it from me

back then. I didn't kill the man. I have a clear conscience."

As soon as he finishes the words, the old man looks up immediately. "Do you stay at home for too

long? Can it be solved by your clear conscience? Someone wants to plot against you and make you

become the scapegoat. If there is any possibility that it can be solved, do you think I am willing to let

Hannah take the rap? Whatever, as one of the Shahbaz family, she also influences the reputation of

Shahbaz family. But you have to be clear that Shahbaz family has already offended the Southern

Military Region, and if I had sent you to the jail, do you really think you could survive the three-year

prison?"

Hearing this, Chester frowns slightly.

The implication of these words is just that the three years of jail is not easy to survive and all that he

should have suffered has been undertaken by Hannah. Hannah is also the person who almost doesn’t

have the life to come back.

No wonder. It's no wonder that she could be so emboldened to talk to him, and she could straighten her

back after coming back.

Seeing that Chester doesn’t speak, Mr. Shahbaz only thinks that Chester has figured it out, so his face

softens a little.

"Chester, remember, if you want to keep going into military and political affairs, then you shouldn’t

tolerate any stains in your life. You can give up anyone when necessary. The most taboo is to care

someone too much. You have suffered from it, haven’t you? Isn't Catherine's death enough for you to

understand that?"

Chester's brows tremble fiercely when he hears the name "Catherine", and the extremely deep grief

flashes across his always cold face.

After a long time, Chester asks, "So when you asked Hannah to take the rap for me, you actually didn’t

plan to let her come out alive."

"What are you talking about?" Mr. Shahbaz shows displeasure, "She is the eldest granddaughter-in-law

of our Shahbaz family, your wife, and has taken the rap for you. It’s because of my negotiation that she

has only been sentenced to three years. If she doesn’t come back alive, what good does it do for our

Shahbaz family?"

"So it’s not you?"

"What?"

Chester’s eyes become deep, and he says seriously, "Clement finds out that during the three years in

jail, she has suffered a lot and almost lost her life several times. If it hadn't been instructed by

someone, it would not happen."

After all, Hannah is the eldest granddaughter-in-law of the Shahbaz family. Her jail is also arranged by

Mr. Shahbaz in advance. The prison guards don’t take extra care of her, and the strange thing is that

they even don't care about other prisoners beating her.

Hearing this, Mr. Shahbaz's expression also changes slightly, and after a moment of thought, "I'm afraid

it’s related to the Wilson family."

Chester frowns, "In the past few years, people from the Wilson faction have a lot of conflicts with

people in the army on our side, and they still have a lot of grievances about what happened back then."

"That’s part of the reason, but more of it is that they take the opportunity to provoke."

Political matters are very complicated. Just a favored woman can’t reverse the situation. Everything is

on the established track, and only the time when it happens differs.

…

On Saturday morning, Hannah rarely wakes up naturally. She turns around, stretches her hand but Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

touches nothing on the bed. She opens her eyes and feels a little dazed, seeing that the room is empty

all night by herself.

Counting with her fingers, she hasn't seen Chester for some days. After the embarrassing incident in

the bathroom that day, Chester ‘suddenly’ has something in the army and stays away from home for

several nights.

She hears from the servant that he has come back several times during the day, but she couldn't run

into him because she is at work.

In fact, if Chester is not at home, she should have been happy, but somehow, she doesn't sleep well

these nights.

When she is brushing her teeth, she suddenly feels a little worried.

Chester hasn't come back for so long, does he deliberately avoid her?

She looks at her face in the mirror, not drop-dead gorgeous, but also beautiful. Chester has been in

bed with her for so many days, but he has never touched her.

At first, she thinks that Chester is impotent, but she sees it with her own eyes in the bathroom that day.

It’s obviously he is potent, so it’s because she’s not charming?

Thinking of this, the toothbrush pauses in her mouth.

What is she thinking?

She pats herself on the cheek sharply.

Calm down, if he really wants to, would she really have sex with him?

She also understands Chester a little bit by getting along with him day and night during this period.

He is very lonely and arrogant. He is completely different from other children of the power. He prides

himself on being alone. It is absolutely impossible for him to have sex with anyone at will. Since he

used to look down on Hannah's cowardice, and now she can't take off this impression immediately, so

he won't like her.

As for whether he is avoiding her, she doesn't bother to guess.

After spitting out the mouthwash, Hannah pulls a towel to wipe her face clean.

Although it is Saturday, she has an important thing to do today.

The sun is already shining high when she goes out.

The weather station has been warning of high temperature for the past few days. Before the hottest

noon, the shining sun has made people can’t open their eyes.

In London Film City, Queenie just returns to her van after filming her part.

As soon as she gets on the van, Jessica, the agent, passes her the ice water to cool off the heat.

"Queenie, your phone just keeps ringing."

"Who? Can't you pick it up?"

"What can I say?" Jessica gives her a speechless look. "The deputy director of the Shahbaz Group's

advertising department, the second son of the Shahbaz Group's president, is undoubtedly a rich and

powerful man. He wants to invite you to dinner, but you won’t go. I’ve refused his invitations so many

times, and if I turn him down again, I would piss him off. You’d better do it yourself.”

Queenie drinks the ice water, saying with an absent mind, "Aren’t you worried that I will piss him off

more if I take it?"

Hearing this, Jessica is stunned.

Queenie’s hobby has always been watching the agent’s speechlessness. Seeing that, she gives a

narrow smile. Before Jessica recovers, she opens the door and slips out of the car.

"I'm going to the restroom."

The restroom is still some distance away from the filming place of the crew, and there are many tourists

in the Film City.

In the crowd, Hannah recognizes Queenie from afar. She is so excited that she shouts out. "Little

Queenie."