A Crazy Wife

Chapter 70 A Death Notice Is Almost Issued

The elevator goes up. Hannah feels deadly silence.

On the second floor, the elevator door opens. Although Chester does not tell him to, Hannah still takes

the initiative to push him out and into the bedroom.

The door is closed with a not-soft sound, leaving the bedroom to deadly silence.

Chester's wheelchair is parked in front of the mahogany coffee table, concentrating on finding

magazines to read on the newspaper rack, his long fingers tracing over various military magazines, not

eager to make things difficult for Hannah.

But this generosity is the toughest.

It's been a while, and he still hasn't found a suitable magazine, so Hannah, sitting on pins and needles

on the opposite sofa, finally couldn't hold back a dry cough, "Well, are you thirsty? I'm going downstairs

to get you a glass of water."

As soon as she rises, there comes a low voice from behind her, slow and with the cold sharpness of a

soldier's unquestionable power.

"Stop-"

Hannah freezes in place and subconsciously squeezes her fingers, the friction between her index

finger and thumb making a taut that made her feel numb.

"I didn't see it before, but your acting skills are first-rate."

Hannah bites her teeth and brazens it out, "I had no choice. Since you can't be good for me, I can only

make a show of it. I have to live in this family, so it's not a loss to you, right?"

"Life demands it and you just want to get by, so you’re saying?" Chester's cold gaze falls on her face,

"What you're doing now does not seem to be as simple as just wanting to get by in the family"

Chester has a point. If Hannah just wants a place in the family, she doesn't have to go out and work.

Since her release from prison, she has been able to identify ancient paintings, deal with a gun attack

calmly, and withdraw completely from every tricky situation. All signs show that she is not a cowardly

woman.

Even if people can change. But if no one is there to guide her when she was in prison, she would not

be this intelligent and capable. So, such a question is already expected by Hannah.

Since he didn't have much about what she just did downstairs, she is relieved. As for other things,

Hannah can easily deal with.

After she deliberates on her words, she meets Chester's scrutinizing gaze.

"Because I'm not sure if you're going to let me be this Mrs Shahbaz for the rest of my life, and I have to

make plans for my own future."

"Didn't you make a deal with Grandpa already?" Chester's tone is tinged with a bit of mockery, "Three

years in jail, in exchange for you having a solid position in the future again in this house. Even if I want

to divorce you, what do you have to worry about with grandpa backing you up?"

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As soon as the words are out of her mouth, she sees Chester's face change only slightly, as if he

couldn't believe that she was just going to casually talk about her grandfather's death, and it is hard to

get a few startled looks out of him.

Hannah has to brazen it out, "It's not very nice, but what I'm saying is the truth, besides I can't make a

show in front of anyone else, and you know that I didn't go to jail voluntarily three years ago, so there's

no way I'm going to see any face-saving for the sake of this, what's wrong with me giving myself a way

out?"

Chester says one sentence, she could not wait to come back with ten sentences, and one sentence is

more reasonable than the other.

His face sinks and he says in a cold voice, "Since it wasn't voluntary, then why didn't you say so back

then, not to mention that there are many doubts in this case. Even if it's true that I kill someone by

mistake, then I should go to jail, I don't need a woman to take the blame."

Upon hearing this, Hannah is furious.

"If Hannah had refused his request back then, she would still be able to live in the Shahbaz family?

Besides, if she had the guts, why would she suffer all these years of injustice? When it comes down to

it, it's death on both sides, and jail is just a slim chance of survival."

"She?" Chester is baffled by what he heard and frowns at Hannah.

Why did she mention what she did back then and says it as if she is talking about someone else's

business that had nothing to do with her?

Hannah looks stunned, indignation freezes in her eyes for a moment, and she says incoherently.

"I, I mean back then Hannah, I went to prison is like that I was I is reborn once again, didn't you like the

old me? I don't like it either, no... Can’t I separate her from me now?"

Chester looks at her with a suspicious look.

Hannah continues to talk, trying to force herself to settle down and explain.

"You don't know how much I suffered in prison, nearly losing my life several times. When I had a dream

that I was possessed by someone. Guess who it is?"

Chester is in a lack of interest.

She adds, “It is my mother who entrusted me with the dream, then I woke up and figured everything

out. Since I married you, I will have to be careful about everything. It won't do you any harm for me to

leave myself a way out, and I'm doing things carefully now for you to think about for the sake of your

reputation."

Hannah says in a smaller and smaller voice.

After these topsy-turvy words, Chester thinks he is looking at a madwoman.

"To dream? Rebirth?" Chester sounds flat and looks at her with a smile as if she is looking at a fool,

and he does not say anything else for a long time.

In the end, he seems to be enraged, looks at her coldly and warns, "I don't care what you want to do.

Once I find out that you've done something that endangers us, the consequences are not something

that you or even the entire Hannah family can bear."

"How would I dare!" Hannah blinks her eyes, in an innocent appearance.

Knowing that she is putting on an act, but looking at her clear, watery eyes, Chester still felt something

strange in his heart and couldn't help but look away.

The next morning, the London Military Training Ground.

Clement reports back to Chester on everything he found out.

"Madame indeed has suffered a lot in her cell over the past three years because of those inmates in

the cell fighting, and in three years she's been on record as having changed cellmates twelve times,

and three more times to a single cell, but her time spent in the single-cell is short, and they quickly

rearrange the cells."

"Have you checked the background of the gang fighting?”

"Yes," Clement nods, "You have guessed wrong. It is sent in by the Southern Military Region's

connections."

Grandpa’s guess is right, Sean of the Southern Military Region has been holding a grudge against the

events of that year, and he is obsessed with his dead lover, so even if Hannah is sentenced to prison

for manslaughter, he had to make her dead.

"Right, there's one more thing. Three months before Madame is released from prison, there is the

biggest mass fight in the prison, and Madame is found to be not even breathing when she is taken to

the hospital. A death notice is almost issued"

Chester's brows furrow a bit.