A Crazy Wife novel Chapter 39

Before Chester Shahbaz returns to his mind, a pair of hands have touched his chest.

"Don’t you want me to take care of you?"

He hears a little murmur in front of his chest with some resentment.

He is about to shout, but he controls himself. With his eyes sinking, he looks at her quietly and sees her unbutton his pajama.

Probably because he has been indoors for many years, Chester Shahbaz's skin is white, but his physique is very strong. Although it's not the first time to see his skin, it's the first time to observe his chest muscles at such a close distance in bed.

Hannah Joseph's hand holding the shirt suddenly tightens a little, and her heart beats rapidly.

"Have you seen enough?"

There is a cold voice overhead.

She releases her hand in a hurry. "What did I see? Is there anything to see? You… take it off yourself."

Chester Shahbaz doesn’t make a fuss with her, so he takes off the sleeve on the injured side.

With her cheeks burning, Hannah Joseph doesn’t dare to look casually. She simply lowers her head to change medicine on his arm honestly and follows the method of debridement in memory.

"It's the same as before. You can't touch water. You don't need to bandage the wound after it's scabby, but it will itch. Don't touch it at that time."

Chester Shahbaz says nothing but “Hum”.

"No thanks?" Hannah Joseph takes a look at him.

"It is because of saving you."

"Those people obviously aim at you." Hannah Joseph raises her eyebrows. "Obviously, I'm your companion. If I don't stand with you, I'll be fine. It is also because of you that I get my knee hurt!"

With that, Hannah Joseph lifts her nightdress and shows her white legs and purple knees.

When she was pushed away by Chester Shahbaz that day, she bumped on the curb directly. At that time, she didn’t care about it.

With his eyes changing a little, Chester Shahbaz turns his head unhappily.

"What are you doing? Do you want to pretend not to see it? My knees are hurt badly, but you turn a blind eye. You are lying to yourself!"

Chester Shahbaz's eyebrows leap as he listens, reminding her.

"Put your clothes down."

Hannah Joseph lowers her head and sees her white thigh and a corner of her cartoon yellow underwear.

My God! Her skirt is lifted so highly that the root of her thigh is almost exposed.

She quickly puts down her skirt and coughs to cover up her embarrassment. “Well, it doesn’t matter. I still wear bikini on the beach in summer. We are husband and wife.”

Chester Shahbaz frowns and looks at her deeply.

No matter what she does, once she says "we are husband and wife", she seems to have a good reason.

After the little farce, Hannah Joseph packs the medicine box. Chester Shahbaz puts on his pajamas and sits in bed reading.

Hannah Joseph lies on the side and browses her mobile phone. She is so excited that she doesn't notice that a pair of eyes are fixed on her mobile phone screen intentionally or unintentionally.

Below the news headline of "Queenie Gavin, a female star spends millions of money complaining of unfairness for her friend at the auction" are comments rolling like waves—

"She represents those who are not popular but their plays are popular. She has been in the circle for several years. With so many good plays with a score of more than 6.0, she should be popular!"

"Without an internet celebrity’s look, she is pretty.”

"She is thought to be as good looking as a fairy. Devoted to her career, she dares to play anything.”

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