A Crazy Wife

Chapter 87 He Is Easy to Be Fooled

There is such kind of man in the world: He does moving things for others to an extent that he is even

touched by himself; disregarding others’ situation, he expresses his emotions without considering the

harm that might be brought to them.

In Hannah's eyes, Micheal is such a person.

At this moment, Micheal is standing less than one meter away from Hannah. Fortunately Chester and

his wheelchair get in his way, and Hannah keeps pushing his wheelchair.

Both the Shahbazs and the Mosbys stop with gazes on both of them.

Micheal’s eyes are obviously looking for emotional appeals, which gets on Hannah’s nerves. But she

reacts very quickly.

"Doctor Mosby, let's go in first. Today’s occasion not suitable to talk about that issue."

"What's the problem?" Rainy asks suspiciously, "When did Micheal talk to you about something?" This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

"It's not proper to say it now, but Mom knows."

Hannah looks at Lily with an embarrassed look, and reminds her in a low voice, "You asked Dr. Mosby

to... you know."

"Oh... yeah yeah, there is such a case," Lily reacts immediately, smiling at the Mosbys, and glaring at

Rainy to shut her up. "I asked Micheal to help diagnose. It is really not suitable to discuss today. It’s not

a big deal. Come on! Let’s go in!"

The doubt in Rainy's eyes dissipates, and she takes Micheal's hand and pulls him in, "Micheal, today's

dim sum chef is very good, and the cakes he makes are delicious."

When the crisis is resolved, Hannah breathes a sigh of relief. But she looks up, meeting Micheal's

mother’s gaze, only to find a sense of indifference in her eyes..

This middle-aged woman, about nearly fifty years old, is well-maintained, and she is obvious a lady

from a decent family. Her eyes are particularly shrewd, as if she has sensed something.

Hannah clenches her fists tightly. Compared to Lily, this woman is much more shrewd. It’s likely that

she could tell that Micheal is not going to talk about the diagnosis, and even she has already known

about Micheal’s relationship with Hannah.

So the glance just now is a warning.

The guests arrive one after another. When the banquet is about to start, the Shahbazs is no longer

welcoming guests at the door, but goes to the banquet hall to open champagne to announce the official

start of the banquet.

The opening dance is for Micheal and Rainy, and Hannah is always by Chester's side.

The melody of the waltz flows slowly in the hall.

"Don't want to dance?" The man's low voice comes from the wheelchair.

Hannah glances at him. "With whom? With you?"

Chester is not angry, "There are so many men in the banquet hall. You can dance with anyone. No one

here will judge, and I won't mind."

"Forget it, I don't want cause any scandal."

"Just now at the door, Micheal seems to have something to tell you."

Hannah looks calm, leaning over and lowering her voice. "I have nothing to say to him, you don't need

to ask about this."

Chester doesn’t reply, his eyes falling on the dance floor.

After the opening dance of the banquet, Queenie and Nelson come, making Zander very angry.

A long distance away, Hannah could see Zander's dark face, and he forces a smile to greet Queenie

and Nelson.

She can’t help but laugh out loud.

Following her gaze, Chester frowns when he sees the situation in the distance, "What are you laughing

at?"

"Because I see your brother originally wanted to flatter that girl, but he didn't expect that someone else

had already been at her side. And that man is much better than him, so he doesn’t even stand a

chance."

Chester looks up at her, "You speak ill of my brother in front of me, wouldn't you be afraid that I would

push you away?"

"But I don't think the relationship between you two is that close. You wouldn’t ruin our partnership only

because of what I said just now, right now?"

"Partner?" Chester frowns slightly, and glances at her coldly, "Take a look at yourself in a mirror. You

speak too highly of yourself."

Sensing that he becomes pretentious again, Hannah quietly curls his lips and doesn’t bother to refute.

"Hannah."

Queenie waves at her in the distance.

"Do you want to go there together?" Hannah asks Chester while beckoning.

"No, go by yourself, I'm not interested in useless social interaction."

She knew he would say so, but it was out of politeness to ask him. As expected, Hannah happily says

"Okay", and then walks away, pulling up her dress slightly.

"That's your husband." When Queenie sees Hannah, she asks about Chester who is not far away,

"Why doesn’t he come together?"

Hannah explains,"He doesn't like socializing. If it weren't for his sister's birthday party, it would be rare

to see him come out. He will leave after a while."

Seeing Chester's disability, Queenie sighs and mutters, "It's a pity! He has such a handsome face!

There are few men better than him even in the entertainment industry. If he is not disabled, it would be

perfect."

"Never mind, if he is a normal, I won’t be his wife either." Hannah seems to know herself very well, and

points to the distant meal."Today's dim sum chef is a Michelin chef. There is souffle over there. You and

Nelson can go over and taste it, just help yourselves."

As soon as the voice falls, a male voice comes from behind Queenie,"How do you know my name?"

Hannah is stunned, and she looks up only to find Nelson is staring at her questioningly.

Queenie didn't notice at first, and she is a little confused when Nelson asks, "I don't seem to introduce

you two yet. Did I tell you before that Nelson would be with me today?"

"Auction," Hannah quickly reacts, "you were all present at the previous auction, and I was there at that

time. So I knew you, but you didn't notice me."

Queenie suddenly realizes that.

Nelson can’t be fooled easily. He takes a step forward, looking at Hannah, and questioned. "I hear that

you and Queenie met in the studio, and you reminded her to stay away from Zander. What is your

purpose for doing this?"

"Purpose? What do you mean?" Hannah smiles slightly, "Queenie and I are friends, and I'm also her

fan, so I don't want her to be calculated."

"I also watched the video you shot," Nelson looks at her thoughtfully, with a brilliant light in his eyes. "It

seemed that you shot it in the box, Top Loneliness, of the restaurant which is on the top floor of the Bull

Ring Building."

Then he pauses for two seconds, he glances at Hannah’s face, his eyes becoming more aggressive,

"The box, Top Loneliness, only serves one customer at a time all the year round. Wasn’t the whole

restaurant arranged for Zander that day? How did you get in, Mrs. Shahbaz? You even took the video

of the whole process. What a coincidence!"

Hannah clenches her fingers, "What do you mean?"

"No matter how bad your relationship with the third son of the Shahbazs is, after all, he is one of the

Shahbazs. You wouldn’t risk losing your family’s face just to rescue a friend who you had known for

several days, right?"