A Crazy Wife

Chapter 75 I Can Help You

Chester pinches her waist with his hand, leans down, and whispers,"I am also very curious."

Hannah blushes, "You are not capable...you are not..."

"Okay, do you want to know if I am or not?" Chester knows what she is thinking, so he finally shows his

attitude as a man, a virile man.

"No... I don’t think it is a good idea." Hannah looks like she is about to cry without tears.

She does not dare to be too resistant, for fear that it would provoke Chester to arouse his animality.

The scene that she saw in the bathroom is always a nightmare to her. His thingy is enormous. If he

plunges it into her body, she would probably be dead already?

"Wait! you...ah...no…ah"

The abnormal movement from underneath makes her let out a vague moan. Even she couldn't believe

that such a coquettish voice is coming from her mouth, and her pupils shrink suddenly.

Through a thin layer of pyjama pants, she feels the hotness of his erection against her thighs. She

raises her head to see Chester, not knowing what to say to let him take it back. What is done is done.

"Don't move." A warning sound comes over her head.

Chester's big hand is still on her shoulder and visible annoyance flashes between his eyebrows. To

him, this is also unexpected and his body seems to be out of control. This woman has an inexplicable

attraction to him and he has an erection.

Hannah suddenly thinks of a saying: when you are raped by life, and you can't resist, then just enjoy it.

After all, this body is not her own. In the legal sense, she is the wife of Chester. It seems to be a matter

of obligation to have sex. She should be able to survive.

"Or, let me take off your clothes first?" She takes a step back and tries to relax. "It should be

inconvenient for you, right?"

Chester sullen his face, his hands still on her shoulders, "I said, don't move."

"Okay." Hannah coughs, "If you want to do it, and if it's not convenient to you, I can help you."

Chester freezes.

Although it is dark and the lights are dimmed, yet the two of them are very close, so Hannah could

clearly see Chester's blush.

"Why are you blushing?" Hannah asks.

Chester's complexion instantly turns into a liver-like colour, and he grits his teeth staring at Hannah as

if he is going to swallow her alive. After a long while, he turns over and lies down.

"Get out."

Hannah is, therefore, sitting on the toilet in the bathroom, and after a groaning sound from outside the

door, everything falls silent.

She estimates that Chester would not take the initiative to call her out, so she stands up after waiting

for a while, and she happens to see herself in the mirror, feeling that her appearance can only be

regarded as passable. Objectively speaking, it is way uglier than her original face.

No wonder Chester doesn’t like the face.

They don’t talk for the rest of the night. Chester leaves the house early the next morning. When

Hannah wakes up, he is no longer by her side. After turning over and touching the empty pillow, she

opens her eyes and stares at the empty pillow beside her, thinking, “What the hell? Is there an invisible

servant beside Chester? Who is there waiting for him to help him get up and wash? The job is not easy,

and whoever did it has managed to be so quiet that I didn’t notice a thing.”

She thinks of some details of Chester from the time they have spent together, and some strange

fragments flash in Hannah’s mind. She always feels that he has noticed something wrong, but she

doesn’t know what it is clearly.

While eating, she asks Lily about Chester’s legs.

"Why do you suddenly ask about this?"

The smile on Lily's face is a bit stagnant, and after putting a bite of snack away, she shows a look of

grief.

"I have never known how Chester's legs were injured. I am afraid that he would be sad, so I didn't dare

to ask him, but I always feel that I should know so that I would not upset him by saying the wrong thing

later."

Lily nods thoughtfully and sighs.

"It was during the military exercises five years ago. The Southern Military Region and the London

Military Region jointly prepared a military exercise calls the “Beheading Plan”. Chester entered the

minefield to rescue a team member, and then, he accidentally stepped on a bomb."

"Well, the medical level is so advanced now. They couldn’t do anything?"

Lily shakes her head.

"We have seen a lot of doctors, and they all said that there is no chance of recovery. It is good to be

able to keep his limb from being amputated. Fortunately, the military area has taken good care of

Chester. Now he has transferred to a civilian job. Because of his leg, his road to politics is but a dead

end. I persuaded him to come back and manage the company, but he wouldn't listen."

What Hannah asks is in Lily’s mind all the time, and she couldn't help it but say it all at once.

"It doesn't matter if he refuses to listen to me in business. But in terms of a family, I just want a

grandson. He also refuses in every possible way. If he had a child now, then our family would have a

successor? "

Hannah follows in agreement and nods, "Yes, yes."

"So I'm counting on you now," Lily suddenly turns and offers a bun to Hannah. "Hannah, you can clear

Chester's doubts and persuade him to have a child. You will be the hero of our family."

Hannah is almost choked with her saliva.

She can't see if Chester has any doubts, but she sees that Lily is up to something. She gave her

breakfast and arranged for the driver to take her to work. She could see that she has plans.

She has passed the test of the relationship between husband and wife, and now it's time for childbirth.

So she responds vaguely, with porridge in mouth, takes the buns and leaves.

Fortunately, work is a good excuse to get away, otherwise, she would have to deal with Lily all day. Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

Seeing Hannah running away faster than a rabbit, the smile on Lily's face gradually disappears. The

servant who has just cleaned the bedroom on the second floor walks over, saying,

"Madam, the young master and wife have left something on their bedsheet"

Lily let out a sigh of relief, somewhat satisfied again.

"Madam, you can rest assured now. The young master and young madam are not acting. It seems that

the relationship is really real. Madam, your grandson is just around the corner."

"I'm afraid it's not that simple,"

Lily looks worried, "It's been almost two months since I came back, but they had done it only once.

When will I be able to hold my grandson? It won't work, not at this speed."

"For our young master, this is already rare. If you force it, it will be counterproductive."

"Forcing?" Lily thinks for a while, suddenly lowering her voice.

"Is there still some of that medicine I asked you to prepare last time.? Find some more."