Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 33

Jenna stood with her back against the door for a long time. She felt lost and her heart was in a mess.

Aria's father was Mayor McAdams of A city, who had power and influence. The shrewd Marissa Sotomayor also took a fancy to her. On the other hand, what was her worth? Now she could only be considered an unfavored daughter of an eminent family.

She suddenly recalled the loneliness in her mother's eyes, only then did she realize that she had not been home for a few days.

It was time for her to visit home.

After Hansen left, the big house became even emptier. It was extremely cold and quiet.

Jenna was in a complicated state of mind and was not in the mood to work anymore. After packing up, she turned around and walked out. Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

As the night wind blew against her, her mind became clearer, but a bleak smile appeared on her face.

When she returned to Dongshan Square, her mother had already fallen asleep. Jenna crept in, afraid of waking her mother up.

"Jenna?" Her mother's voice could be heard clearly, coming from the bedroom.

Jenna was surprised. It turned out that she had not fallen asleep yet. She had no choice but to reply as she walked in softly.

Sara Garver was lying in bed, wearing a coat. The light in the room was dim so that her face could not be seen clearly. However, the light in her eyes was much brighter when she saw Jenna.

"Jenna, why did you come back so late? Where is Hansen?" Sara waved at Jenna, who was standing at the door. She looked behind her with anticipation in her eyes.

Jenna knew what she was thinking, so she had to go over and forced a smile. "Mom, Hansen still has something to do at the company, I'm also very busy, I came here just to visit you. I'll be busy again tomorrow, I'm afraid I can't come to visit you for a few days."

Sara's face was slightly pale, and her hair looked like it turned completely white overnight. She looked old. She was once very energetic, but her past self was nowhere in sight. Now that her whole legs had been amputated, so she had to be bedridden.

"Jenna, tell me, did something happen between you and Hansen?" Sara's lips trembled, and her heart was filled with great panic and uneasiness. She was not a fool. Since Sara gave her only daughter to the Richards family, Hansen had never visited her although the grandmother of the Richards family would gather both families to have dinner together every year.

His excuse would be how busy he was with work, every time.

Even when they sat down and had dinner together, she could tell that they were not close. But after all, Jenna was still staying in the Richards family. The Richards family hadn't mistreated her, so she felt that she shouldn't say anything!

However, three years ago, after the Richards family's incident, her daughter told her that she was going to study in the United States. Although the elders of both families would still have dinner together, Marissa was very cold and indifferent towards her. Moreover, in the past three years, no one from the Richards family had ever come to visit her. She knew that something must be wrong.

Every time she asked Jenna about it, she would be as calm as nothing's serious about it.

But she knew Jenna was hiding something. She did not dare to ask or mention it. She was her only daughter!

Every time she thought of this, she would feel heartbroken. It didn't matter if something happened to her. When her husband got into trouble, she could bite the bullet and go through it, but she could not bear that her only daughter was not living a happy life.

"Mom, don't think too much. Hansen is busy with the press conference, and I'm working with him every day," Jenna answered in a hurry.

Her mother could no longer endure any disasters. Although she never showed her pain in front of Jenna, they were still mother and daughter. She could also feel the pain and uneasiness in her heart.

She must never let her mother know about the matter between her and Hansen. She had to keep this a secret.

"Mom, look, this is the phone that Hansen gave me." Jenna bent over and put her arms around her mother's shoulders to show off deliberately. She couldn't help but feel a burst of pain in her heart.

Sara looked at the phone in her daughter's hand and was a little doubtful.

However, only her husband could give her such an expensive phone.

"Mom, look, this is when I was working with Hansen. There's a lot of work in the company now, and Hansen is too busy. He will come to see you when he has time. I will be very busy during this period too." Jenna purposely took several videos of herself when she was working with Hansen to show it to Sara.

In order not to cause suspicions, she insisted on going home every day except for the days when she just came back from the hospital. These days, she chose not to go home every day, just

because she was worried that Sara would know about her divorce with Hansen and feel sad about it.

As long as she could endure through this period of time, she would move to the United States with her mother. It would be better for her if she finds out about it later rather than sooner.

The mother and daughter were chatting in the room, and time passed before they knew it.

Her cell phone suddenly rang. She held the fruit in one hand and hurriedly picked it up with the other hand. "Hello," Jenna's mumbled, her mouth was still stuffed with grapes.

"Where are you?" A low and magnetic voice sounded, and it carried with it a trace of anger, as if he was questioning her. Jenna panicked and threw the fruit in her hand on the bed.

"Have you forgotten our agreement? Have you forgotten the contract? It's only been a few days and you can't stand it already?" Hansen taunted on the other side of the phone in a weird tone.

Jenna was stunned, but she soon recalled the d*mned contract.

But wasn't he with Aria's parents? Shouldn't he be staying with Aria to enjoy their night together?

Even though it wasn't considered early, he wouldn't have already gone back to his apartment, would he?

Jenna was surprised.

"I called the house phone, but no one answered. Don't think you can do whatever you want behind my back," Hansen continued to scold on the phone.

So that was how it was, and Jenna's face suddenly darkened.

"Is that Hansen?" Sara's eyebrows stretched out, the weight in her heart was suddenly lifted. Her eyes were shining, but the smile on her face came from the bottom of her heart.

Seeing her mother's happy smile, how could Jenna disappoint her? She smiled at her mother and nodded. She felt bitter in her heart, but she stayed calm and said sweetly, "Hansen, I'll be back soon. You should wash up and sleep first." She hung up her phone and put her arms around Sara's neck. "Mom, you can rest assured now! Hansen is waiting for me. I have to go back first. You must stay happy, after I'm done with work, I will take you to the United States and get the prosthesis for you. By then, you will be able to stand up together."

"Okay, okay." The haze on Sara's face faded and she smiled brightly, "Jenna, you're not young anymore. You should be gentle and considerate when you're with Hansen. Hansen is a famous public figure, he has a noble identity and is not like any ordinary man. It's the greatest achievement for a woman to grab a man's heart. No matter how capable a woman can be, she won't be happy without a man's love. As your mother, I hope you can be happy in this life, I'm still waiting to have a grandson."

Jenna quietly turned her back to pack her things up. She was afraid that she would cry if she stayed any longer. She could not make her mother sad anymore. This was the only thing she could do right now.

"Mom, I'm leaving. Hansen is waiting for me." She brushed her messy hair and turned off the lights in the room as she smiled and said softly.

"Okay, go quickly," Sara said with a gratified smile and laid back down.

Jenna left as quickly as she could.

Just as she walked out of the house, her tears fell like broken beads, and she almost got choked up.

She called for a taxi and rushed to Collier Manor.

"Jenna." Under the osmanthus tree at the gate of Collier Manor square, a tall figure was walking toward her. His footsteps were quick, "Jenna, you're really living with him? What is this all about? This is unfair to you!"

The man's eyes were red, his voice was empty and he was a little hesitant when he spoke.

Jenna was shocked. When she opened her eyes and saw that it was Norton, her face turned pale. She took a few steps back and looked at him coldly.

The smile on Norton's face froze. It was as if his heart was crushed by a car. She never cared about how he treated her and cared for her. No matter how much he wanted to treat her well, she was always wary and indifferent, as cold as ice.

He took a step forward, and Jenna took a step back. When he stepped forward, she retreated again.

"Norton, what can I do for you at such a late hour?" She said in a cold voice.

The smell of his custom made cologne charged into Jenna's nose. Jenna suddenly felt cold from the soles of her feet and her whole body began to tremble.

It was this cologne again, the smell that once harassed her like a demon.

Now, whenever she smelt it, she would tremble all over.

Everything she had forced herself to ignore and forget was all brought back to her because of the smell of this cologne. It forced her to remember the events of that horrible night. In the second year, it was a summer night when the evening breeze blew gently and the willows swayed.

On that night, she went to a classmates' birthday party with Hannah Adames. However, when she stepped out of the door, she realized she forgot to bring her purse with her.

She hurried back to the dormitory. When she passed through the bamboo forest at the back of the mountain, she was suddenly grasped by a pair of strong arms from behind her. Before she could scream, those hands covered her mouth.

The man picked her up and walked to a dark corner. Suddenly, he tore her clothes apart.

She struggled to scream, but the man took out a handkerchief and stuffed it in her mouth.

Her world was instantly filled with darkness, fear, and despair. All kinds of emotions flooded into her mind.

Her face was covered with tears as she thought that she would lose her chastity.

The crisp sound of footsteps created a strong rhythm on the smooth and clean floor as it approached them. The man panicked; he hadn't even taken off his pants.

"Hm, humph.1' A heavy voice sounded, seemingly with a hint of anger.

The man was extremely anxious and he stopped everything he was doing.

Jenna felt relieved. Taking advantage of when the man was panicking, she pushed him away and ran away with her clothes in disarray.

Until today, she still remembered the sound of the unknown man and that distinct cologne smell of the man who tried to molest her.

She had never known who the footsteps belonged to. But it was like a light shone in the dark, that's the hope for her back then. She was grateful. It was the man standing in the dark who saved her

and kept her innocent, but she didn't know who he was.

She didn't know who the molester was. She could only remember the smell of the cologne. In order to find out the smell, she had gone through countless perfume and cologne places in the country but she still couldn't find it. Later, she found out that it was from a cologne shop in the United States. Only then did she discover that it was a custom made cologne and not anyone could get it.

Norton rushed over and grabbed Jenna's weak hand and said softly, "Jenna, don't be stubborn. Leave Hansen. It's not going to work out between you two. He is going to marry Aria soon. Both families met each other and they are discussing about the marriage now."

Jenna's face suddenly became pale. Hansen really went to Aria's parents to discuss their marriage.

She pursed her thin lips and had a smile in her eyes. She wanted to get rid of his hand, but his hand was so strong and he held her tightly. With a gentle pull, he wrapped her into his arms and almost took advantage of her.

It was a horrible feeling.

Jenna was in a panic. She struggled hard and asked in a trembling voice, "So it was you that year?"

"What?" Norton's body shook, a sinister smile appeared on his face. His laughter was cold, and his breath was ragged.

"Jenna, I miss you so much. Be good, listen to me." His breathing was fast, his hand quickly grabbed her chin, and his lips were about to stick onto hers.

Jenna reached out her hand and threw it hard at him, but he held her hand firmly. She couldn't even move.

His lips were about to approach hers again.

It was like her dream was being replayed. There was a rhythmic and decisive sound of footsteps approaching them, but this time was different, her savor was not just standing in the dark.

"What are you doing?" A cold voice came from the man's mouth. A pair of powerful hands quickly pulled Norton away and threw him down to the ground.

Norton was slammed to the ground with his head facing downwards, his vision blurred.

"Hansen, you are going to marry Aria very soon, why you care!" Norton got angry and stood up to shout at him.

"Don't forget that you're going to marry Sabrina soon. Jenna is the designer hired by the Richards Group, you can't mess around with her. If you do it again, I will ask Grandma to punish you according to family rules," Hansen scolded harshly.

"Fine. Hansen, I'll remember this." Norton covered his face and ran away in disgrace.