Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 106

"Go and until I am satisfied. Otherwise, I am going to make you suffer today. I will show you how powerful I am," he spoke again in a cold voice.

His words were filled with determination and his tone was so cold and hard that she couldn't oppose his instructions.

Just now, his eyes were filled with tenderness, but at that moment, it was as hard as steel.

He was always ruthless and cruel toward her.

She was completely discouraged. With tears in her eyes, she gritted her teeth and had to say yes. Then she walked towards the bedroom.

She was very pitiful. Hansen saw the look on her face when she was trying to hold back her tears, which made his heart ache. He sympathized with her. Her expression was lonely and bleak, sad and helpless. In an instant, he had the urge to run forward and hold her in his arms to comfort her. However, the image of Brock, who had been staring at her the whole night, flashed through his eyes, and he resisted the urge.

Why did Brock go to the nightclub? Generally speaking, he rarely came out, so what was he doing at the nightclub?

As soon as he entered the nightclub the night before, at a glance, he saw Brock sitting in the middle of the crowd. His eyes were dark and fierce. It seemed like he was staring at someone. Hansen followed his eyes and realized that he was staring at Jenna. That was how he managed to find Jenna.

He calmly looked at her as if he was deep in thought. His malicious intentions could be seen.

Although no one could read what was going on in his mind, according to Hansen's intuition, there must have been a reason why he was at the nightclub. If he didn't show up, it was very likely that he would have taken Jenna away and wouldn't let those drunk men trample over her.

However, if that happened, Jenna would be in a far more dangerous situation. No one could tell if she would come out alive or not. Even if he wanted to send someone to save her, it would have been too late.

Whenever he thought of this, Hansen would be afraid.

"I really don't know what this d*mned woman is up to!"

Going to nightclubs to provoke these people was like jumping into a fire pit! She couldn't even differentiate between the good and the bad. That was why she had to about her behavior.

An hour later, Jenna still hadn't come out of her bedroom.

Hansen went in to check in on her. She was drawing circles on the paper.

When she saw Hansen come in, she looked up at him with her bright eyes, but there was clear resistance in her eyes. "Are you not done yet?" Hansen's face darkened, as if he was reprimanding a primary school student.

"Hansen, no, Mr. Richards, I really don't know what I've done wrong. I won't admit to something that I didn't do. Even if you kill me, I will not confess." Jenna's beautiful eyes were full of stubbornness. It was also filled with grief and indignation.

Hansen looked at her eyes and felt pain in his heart. He asked indignantly, "You really don't know why I asked you to write a self review?"

"Yes, I don't know." Jenna nodded with some confusion in her eyes.

"You're a smart woman, but sometimes you're still a little slow." Hansen's face was dark. He asked angrily, "Why did you go to the nightclub to get drunk?"

Uh... Jenna was at a loss for words at the moment, but mixed feelings welled up in her heart. She felt a little guilty, lowered her head and murmured, "I was in a bad mood. Am I not allowed to go there and have a drink?"

"Of all places, you chose to go to that place? Does everyone think of committing suicide when they are in a bad mood?" Hansen was almost dizzy. "Do you know how dangerous it was for you, as a woman, to go to that place? If I hadn't arrived in time, do you think you would still be standing here, talking to me? You need to review your actions. You're not allowed to go to that kind of place ever again. Do you think I'm making things difficult for you on purpose?"

Hansen's words were loud and clear. Jenna was stunned for a long time before she came to her senses. It turned out that he was angry because she went to the nightclub. However, at that time, she was really depressed. Who would understand her feelings?

Jenna slowly lowered her head. Although there was fear on her face, she was unwilling to give up.

"Even if anything happened to me last night, I will have to blame it on myself. It has nothing to do with you," she murmured in a depressed mood.

"Yo-you're so ungrateful! You've failed me." Hansen's expression hardened. He was burning with rage. He grabbed Jenna and was about to pick her up.

"Hansen, you have no right to care about me. I do not appreciate your kindness. There has never been a person who really cares about me. Believe me. There's no difference to me if I was dead right now." Tears flowed down her cheeks, and she couldn't make a sound.

"Do you want to give up? Do you want to die? When did I say that I don't believe you? If I have no faith in you, do you think that I would be willing to appoint you as the Vice President of the company? Do you think that I would be willing to entrust you with such an important role? You don't even realize it. You're a very experienced woman, but you are still such a fool!" Hansen placed her down. He was furious!

"No, Hansen. You never have faith in me. You despise me from the bottom of your heart. Otherwise, why did you request to change the sheets from white to red? If you didn't mind it, why accuse me of being flirty and seductive? Isn't it enough that I explained everything?" Jenna stood firm, sneered, and asked loudly.

This was the reason for her heartache, and it was also the knot in her heart.

He said that he didn't care about anything. He made it sound so pleasant, and he even claimed to believe her. However, none of his actions showed that he trusted her; he treated her as if she was nothing.

Don't think she's a fool!

Thinking about it, which woman in this world would be willing to accept her husband accusing her of being flirty? Which woman would not care about this? She was also a person with dignity!

Jenna's questions stunned Hansen. He stood there in a daze.

There were all kinds of complicated emotions in his heart.

Yes, did he really not care?

Why did he feel uncomfortable when he saw the white sheets? Why did he think of her as an unscrupulous woman when he saw her with another man? Didn't all this mean that he actually cared about her? Although he had accepted it in his heart, his words and deeds really hurt her.

He was also responsible for her pain.

"I just want to prove my innocence. Why is it so difficult? Even when the evidence is right in front of you, you still don't believe me. My heart aches. I am depressed and I deserve to die. You don't need to pretend that you care about me.'1 Jenna smiled sadly and pointed at Hansen and said sarcastically. "You dare to say that you don't care. You're a hypocrite. I know you. Well, I admit that it's all my fault. My existence is a mistake. I should not have married into the Richards family. I should not have married you in the first place! Are you satisfied?"

After saying this, she turned around and rushed out with a sad smile.

That was enough. It didn't matter!

She didn't care about her reputation anymore, and she didn't expect anyone to understand her.

This was her life!

A strong hand quickly grabbed her. He placed his long arms around her waist, and he picked her up.

"Let go of me! Leave me alone!" Jenna pushed him hard, but she couldn't shake him off at all.

Hansen held her even tighter until she could not move.

His hot lips suddenly lowered and he kissed her lips. He kissed her passionately, kissed her tears, and kissed her pain. He did not say a word or explain anything, but his eyes were warm.

His kiss was overbearing yet gentle, strong and lingering, like the spring wind blowing, as he slowly captured her heart. This was completely different from his previous demand. She could feel his sincerity and passion.

Jenna was so shocked that she opened her eyes wide to look at him. The light in his eyes was vague, with confusion and disbelief.

She also saw the tenderness in his eyes, soft and lingering. Jenna seemed to have never seen such an intoxicating look before and she looked at him stupidly.

"D*mned woman, do you know how anxious I was when I couldn't find you yesterday? I rushed over the moment I realized that you were at that nightclub. I was only worried about you. I asked you to just to make you realize your mistake. I want you to be stronger and know how to protect yourself. No matter how angry you were, you should not have done such a dumb thing."

"Never ever step foot into those places again, do you hear me? What problems are you able to solve by going to those places?" He whispered in her ear. His voice was gentle and sweet. Although she knew that he was blaming her, yet his tone was not accusatory. On the contrary, he was gentle and affectionate, which made her feel intoxicated.

He looked down at her with glinted eyes. Jenna could see a different kind of light in his eyes. It was different from that of the past. It showed care and love.

It seemed like she had been yearning for it for a long time and had been eager to see it for a long time.

Did she finally get to this day?

"Let's go, I'll bring you to visit your mother," he whispered in her ear and said thoughtfully.

"Visit my mother?" Jenna's eyes suddenly lit up, and the haze inside was swept away, just like a warm breeze blowing over the water. Jenna felt ripples in her heart, and there was a dazzling light in her dark eyes.

"Visit my mother?" She asked in disbelief. Hansen's heart throbbed.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

He gently stroked her hair and nodded with a slight smile.

All the grievances seemed to have disappeared at this moment, and Jenna's heart was beating fast.

Sara was lying on the bed. Her face was pale and her eyes were closed. It was as if she had fallen asleep. Her hands were filled with needles, and her lips were purple.

She lay quietly with a blank expression, as if she was not interested in what was going on around her.

"Mom." Jenna saw Sara's haggard face as soon as she entered the hospital. She felt a pang in her chest and burst into tears. She held her mother's hand and sobbed.

Why did her mother have to become like this? Why did God treat her like this?

She gritted her teeth and burst into tears.

Sara heard Jenna's voice and opened her eyes. There was a flash of light in her hollow eyes.