Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 119

Jenna immediately had goosebumps and her body stiffened.

The footsteps stopped in front of her office.

Seconds later, there was the sound of a key being inserted in the keyhole, and then the door was gently unlocked.

Jenna's heartbeat went wild, and she was trembling with fear.

She didn't even dare to speak or breathe loudly.

Holding her breath, she hurriedly dried her body, took her pajamas, and put them on.

However, as she was putting on her pajamas, the bathroom door opened.

"Ah!" She screamed in fright, quickly wrapped herself in a bath towel, and turned her back in a hurry.

Instead of being held around the neck with a knife as expected, she heard a chuckle, followed by a familiar smell of mint lingering in the cold wind.

She then turned around in surprise.

Hansen was leaning against the door of the bathroom, with a smile on his face, looking at her with his eyes. There was a hint of evil in his gaze. This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Jenna actually saw his intentions via those evil eyes.

Suddenly, goosebumps were all over her body, and Hansen's eyes gradually darkened. He looked like a movie villain.

"Why did you come in? Get out, quick." She was blushing when she came to her senses, and she snorted in annoyance.

Why did he break into her bathroom like this while she was taking a shower? Why? Who was he to do so!

Hansen's forehead was slightly sweaty and his eyes were staring at her. His voice was dull.

"Why aren't you at the Richards Manor? Why didn't you pick up my call?" He asked repeatedly, as if Jenna had committed a serious crime.

Jenna sneered in her heart, and the news that she had just seen on TV was still playing back in her mind. Her emotions overwhelmed her once again after hearing his questioning tone.

Who was he to question her?

"Go out, I'm going to get dressed." She turned around coldly, ignoring his question, and drove him away.

Hansen was a little surprised.

She looked angry; did he offend her? However, soon, the corners of his mouth twitched and he rolled his eyes at her. A smirk appeared on his face as he didn't care whether she was angry or not. He was completely confident in putting out the fire in her.

"Oh, you are not at fault at all, are you? You neither answered my phone calls nor any of my questions. You even dare to yell at me now. You are now a brave lady, aren't you?" He said as he walked toward her, reaching out to grab her.

Jenna had long been accustomed to his actions. She knew he would act like this and she had learned to remain vigilant since long ago. With a flexible move, she slipped out through the gap

beside him and into the bedroom, then closed the door on her way out.

She stayed desperately behind the doorknob, for fear that he might break in.

"Do you think this can stop me?" Hansen didn't expect that she would be so flexible this time that she managed to escape his hands. He was now very upset at being unable to touch her and a strange feeling surged in his heart. He walked to the door but didn't rush to open it. Instead, he smiled and said, "I heard from Aunt Ella that you haven't returned to Richards Manor for two days already. What a brave young lady."

"It's none of your business. Go away," Jenna felt uncomfortable and said reluctantly. "Go away and don't bother me. I need to work."

"Aren't you at the company too? Who are you to accuse me? You're too domineering!" Jenna thought inwardly.

"Work?" Hansen smiled. "Are there so many company affairs for you to work on?"

"Of course. I'm serious and responsible about my work. Don't you know that it's a tiring thing to work for you?" Jenna said angrily. "Quickly get out. I'm going to rest. It's already late and I still have to work tomorrow." Hansen's voice was not heard, not even his breathing.

Jenna listened through the crack of the door for a while to make sure that he had left. Then she relaxed, but a sense of disappointment surged in her heart too. She changed into her pajamas and sullenly opened the quilt before getting ready to sleep.

She was really exhausted. The moment her head came into contact with the pillow, her eyes immediately closed and she fell asleep within minutes.

There was a slight noise.

She was too sleepy to open her eyes, and her reaction was a little slow because of fatigue.

Soon, the quilt was suddenly lifted, and a hot chest leaned in and embraced her.

She opened her eyes in shock and saw Hansen's eyes. He was dressed in pajamas and his body smelled like the fragrant shower gel.

It turned out that he just went in to take a bath. D*mn it, she thought he was gone!

A dark light flashed across his eyes, and there was a hint of redness on his handsome face; he was so attractive at the moment.

"What are you doing?" Jenna pushed him hard, shrinking back.

Hansen clasped her tightly, and she was not able to move for a moment.

"Are you angry?" He asked softly in her ear. "I haven't slept with you in a few days. Do you miss me?" He was scorching hot and He breathed heat into her ears, even going so far to bite her earlobe.

Jenna was shocked and became awake in an instant. An itching sensation came from her ears, and her whole body began to tingle as a reflex. Fire began to flow through her body, igniting the familiar intoxication in her.

"Stop." Jenna was annoyed that she would always be so easily conquered by him. All the intimate scenes of him walking the red carpet with Aria flashed across her mind. Although there was a strong desire in her body, she still wanted to reject him against her will.

She was not noble. She could not ignore the fact that this man was cuddling another woman moments ago, but now he was here, wanting to sleep with her.

He could do whatever he wanted, but she definitely had no quirks like this. She did not want it.

However, his hand had slipped under her clothes, making her confused and intrigued.

She wanted to reject him, but she couldn’t help herself at all. This man's strength was so great that her strength was not worth mentioning in front of him. One of his big hands drifted across her body, and soon, her breathing was heavy.

He was definitely a veteran when it came to dealing with women. Jenna couldn't refuse him at all, and soon she groaned softly under his teasing.

"Only your body is honest. You obviously miss me very much," he joked maliciously in her ear. "Tell me, why didn't you go home these two days?" "Home? Did she have a home?" Jenna sneered in her heart. There was even a burst of sorrow. His big palm kept lingering over her body, teasing her, and making her feel uncomfortable.

Trying to suppress the surging emotions in her body, she said coldly with a hoarse voice, "I have no home."

No home? Her voice felt sour and weird no matter how it sounded; it sounded like she was angry.

He did care about her, so he had noticed her emotional changes and he tried to figure out her thoughts.

"What the hell are you mad at? Who made you feel guilty, my mother?" He looked at her red face. There were tears in her eyes. The woman in front of him was crying.

"Tell me, I'll stand up for you." He raised his eyebrows while softly comforting her.

"Stand up for me?" Jenna thought she was listening to the Arabian Nights. If his mother really bullied her, would he really stand up for her? What a joke!

"Isn't that what I'm saying? So, you are not allowed to be angry. Women get old easily when they get angry," he added with a gentle voice, but his hands were moving restlessly.

Jenna bit her lips and glanced at him.

Her eyes were wide open. There was a layer of tears over her bright eyes, and her face was full of forbearance. It seemed like she was already into it after being teased by him. He then whispered in her ears, "Nonsense, who says you don't have a home? Isn't Richards Manor your home? Grandma has given you the inheritance. Yet you claim that you don't have a home?"

"Inheritance makes that place a home? This is how he understands the word 'home'!" Jenna thought to herself and smiled bitterly. He would never know what the word 'home' meant to a woman.

He turned over and kissed her lips.

Jenna let him kiss her without resisting, and tears fell out of her eyes.

Hansen's enthusiasm was like fire, and the cool chill in the air invaded the quilt from time to time, but she felt bursts of heat.

There was fire flowing through her body, and with his kisses, her head was dizzy and she fell into a burst of sweet happiness.

"Don't forget, you are still my wife now, so how can you say that you have no home?" His face was full of triumphant smiles, and he bit her earlobe and announced affectionately.

"No, that's not my home—it's your home with Aria. It has nothing to do with me," She struggled to resist him, but her body could not help but cater to him.

Hansen chuckled with satisfaction. It seemed like this woman was being jealous. Women who were jealous were considered cute to him. As long as she did not cross the line, he could still tolerate it.

Jenna felt even sadder when she heard his laughter. He was mocking her.

She looked at him persistently with her blurry eyes opened and she gritted her teeth. "Hansen, the person you love is Aria, so why bother to provoke me. Do you think this is fair to me?"

Hansen was taken aback, and when he was about to speak. Suddenly, the phone rang loudly.

"Go, answer your call. Your Aria is looking for you," Jenna felt sour and her tone reflected her feelings. Taking advantage of the moment he was dazed, she suddenly pushed him away.

The phone's ringtone rang again and again, fiercely and urgently.

Hansen frowned, his face was displeased. He then answered the phone.

"Hansen, where are you? Come and accompany me," Aria's sad and disappointed voice came from the phone. Hansen's heart sank immediately. Looking at Jenna who was beside him at the moment, he suddenly had a headache and was confused in his heart.

"Aria, it's so late already. Sleep well and don't cause trouble," he held back his discomfort and said in a deep voice.

"No, Hansen, I can't sleep. I'm so sad and in so much pain. Come over and accompany me, please." Aria was crying on the other end of the line. She refused to hang up.

"Hansen, if you don't come, I'll die for you." When she couldn't get a response from Hansen, she then screamed at the phone.

The expression on Hansen's face was instantly ugly.