The CEO's Wife Is A Demon God's Daughter

Hannah found an easy way. She would lessen the suspicion against her since she was not the one who made the drinks.

All she had to do was put one droplet from each potion into the drinks. But first, she had to know what Zhen-Zhen was drinking.

"Who will drink tea?" Hannah simply asked them.

"Uncle and Auntie including Grandpa Lu," Mark responded. "I will deliver these cups of tea first to our elders!"

Mark put the cups on the tray before leaving the kitchen.

"How about Tristan and Lillie?" Hannah asked Daniel. They were the ones left in the kitchen.

"Tristan wants to drink hot chocolate. As usual, my cousin-in-law, Lillie, will have milk," Daniel answered cheerfully.

Hannah smiled inwardly as Zhen-Zhen's drink was different from others. This only meant no one would drink milk except her so she would not worry about other people drinking the Crystaline potion.

"Daniel, you forgot something," Hannah told him.

"Eh, what is it?"

"Go and ask Andrew what he wants to drink as well. He joined them in the living room."

"Oh, right. How about you Hannah?"

"Don't worry about me. I think I will go back to my room. I just came here to grab some bottled water." 

Daniel nodded. Hannah stood up and walked toward the refrigerator. When Daniel went to the living room to ask Andrew, Hannah found the opportunity to mix the potions into Zhen-Zhen's milk.

After she was done mixing the potions, Mark and Daniel came together. Hannah was still standing at the front of the refrigerator when the two men arrived in the kitchen.

She made it look like she didn't go near the table. She observed Mark and Daniel as they put the cups on the tray, bringing them into the living room.

She watched the Davis Family from a distance. She saw Daniel handing over the glass of milk to Zhen-Zhen.

Hannah smiled triumphantly when Zhen-Zhen accepted the glass. 

"Drink it and I will show your color in front of the Davis Family," Hannah mumbled. She tightened her grip on the small crystal orb in her hand.

Hannah could see that everyone was happily conversing in the living room. When she passed by a while ago, she overheard the name Alveena.

She felt horrible. She was furious knowing that the members of the Davis Family were happily talking about Alveena, the woman who stole Andrew from her.

She felt betrayed. She was still there in the mansion but the members of the Davis family were already talking about her replacement. Wow! It hurt her pride. She hated them now.

"Just you wait. I will create chaos tonight in this mansion. I will control that witch to wreak havoc in this home," Hannah said through her gritted teeth. She was watching them with her bloodshot eyes.

Her heart and her mind were filled with evil thoughts right now. Her hatred for Zhen-Zhen and Tristan increased seeing how happy they were while she was bleeding in pain and broken.

It did not take long, Zhen-Zhen took a sip of her milk. Hannah was already rejoicing. She was anticipating what would happen next to Zhen-Zhen.

Mheera told her that Zhen-Zhen would lose consciousness and be paralyzed for an hour after drinking the potions.

Everyone continued talking about Alveena when suddenly Zhen-Zhen felt some discomfort. Her mind suddenly became hazy.

She pressed her hand on her chest as she felt something cold inside her.

"Arghh!" Zhen-Zhen grunted as she felt an excruciating pain.

Tristan, who was sitting next to her, heard her whimper.

"Wifey? Are you okay? You look pale," Tristan asked Zhen-Zhen worriedly, then he put his hand on her forehead to check her temperature.

Tristan's eyes widened in surprise as Zhen-Zhen's temperature felt cold.

"Wifey?"

Everyone stopped talking. Their attention was now fixed on Zhen-Zhen and Tristan.

"What happened, son?" Isabelle stood up to approach them.

Just when she was about to touch Zhen-Zhen, she collapsed and fainted in Tristan's arms.

"Wifey!"

"Lillie!"

"Granddaughter!"

Everyone was shocked to see Zhen-Zhen suddenly collapse in front of them.

"Wifey, wake up! Can you hear me?" Tristan continued tapping Zhen-Zhen.

"What are you waiting for? Bring her to the hospital now! Get the car ready" Grandpa Lu commanded them. He was also worried 

Mark and Daniel went to grab the car keys.

"Oh my gosh! What's wrong with her? Her temperature is so cold!" Isabelle blurted out in her panicked mode after touching Zhen-Zhen's body.

*****

Meanwhile, inside their bedroom, FaMo, who was in his cat form, was now lying on the floor.

He was screaming in pain. He already felt this before when Zhen-Zhen's life was put at risk. 

"No! Zhen-Zhen! Arrghhh! She's in danger!" He felt like something was draining his energy and power. 

After a few seconds, FaMo transformed back to his fireball form and suddenly disappeared.

"Meow! Meow! Meow!" 

Pam-Pam kept on meowing as she witnessed FaMo transformed into a fireball and suddenly dissipated into thin air.

Everyone in the mansion was already panicking except for one person. There was a wicked smile on Hannah's face as they watched them from afar.

Tristan was about to carry Zhen-Zhen to bring her to the hospital when suddenly her eyes snapped open.

Tristan watched her anxiously as he saw those familiar red eyes.

'Zhen-Zhen's blue eyes turned red again. Why? What is happening to my wife?' Tristan had a bad feeling about this.

"Wifey, are you okay? What's wrong? How do you feel?" Tristan asked her with his worried voice.

"Brother… Lillie's eyes." Andrew was the first one who noticed her eyes, aside from Tristan.

Isabelle, Lucas, and Grandpa Lu also looked at her eyes. Isabelle gasped in surprise seeing the bloody eyes of Zhen-Zhen.

Zhen-Zhen was not responding to them as if she could not hear Tristan. She had no awareness of what was happening around her.

She could only hear one voice in her subconscious. It was Hannah's voice.

{ "Lillie, stand up and push Tristan away from you." }

Zhen-Zhen did what she was told. She pushed Tristan away from her body before she stood up. Because of her strength, Tristan fell on the floor.

Everyone was stupefied seeing her action. Zhen-Zhen looked like she was possessed. Her face was void of any emotions and she was not responding to them.