Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 126

"Mr. Richards, why are you here?" Jenna asked in a low voice and a calm tone. Her gaze was even a little cold, and her expression was stiff.

Jenna would never believe that Hansen rushed here because she was sick. She never had this confidence in herself, and she thought that she was just a nobody in his heart. If he had feelings for her before, then he probably only cared about her body.

Her stiff expression caused Hansen's eyebrows to furrow slightly, and he glanced at her without answering her question. Instead, he said warmly, "Eat something first."

He put the lunch box on the bedside table and opened it; the fragrance of the food filled the room. At this time, her body temperature had gone down, and she was indeed feeling a hint of hunger in her stomach. He was very considerate, observant, and caring enough to bring her a bowl of porridge.

Jenna ate the porridge, thinking about how to clearly explain to him about this visit to Los Angeles, and of course, she would also need to tell him about hiring Jersey.

"Mr. Richards, I'm sorry for causing you trouble. I didn't expect to be so ill. I thought it was just a cold." After eating, Jenna packed her things and apologized in a low voice.

"Why are you packing your stuff?" Hansen raised his eyes and looked at her, puzzled. "To get discharged from the hospital. I'm fine already," she said.

"Who allowed you to get discharged? Don't always take things for granted, okay!" Hansen was angry. His face was sullen, and his voice was a little loud. "I don't need my employees to work their lives away, understand?"

This woman always acted her own way, and she did everything based on her own assumptions; it really gave him a headache. Furthermore, she was also very stubborn.

"Work my life away? Did you think I was pleasing you by working so hard for the company? Ridiculous!" Jenna thought to herself and remained silent.

"Go to bed and have some rest now. Wait until I have consulted the doctor before a decision can be made," he ordered decisively, not allowing her to resist.

Jenna didn't think that her illness would be a big deal. She just caught a cold and got a little tired, that was all.

However, Hansen held her down and prevented her from moving, forcing her to lie down on the bed to rest.

"Lie down properly, and I will settle the score with you when the time comes." His face was serious and his eyes were dark when he said those words fiercely.

Jenna immediately felt a chill, like a blizzard in June. She was panicking in her heart. He had an unhappy expression on his face; it was difficult to talk to him now.

Alas, what did she do wrong that he even wanted to settle the score with her? Was she at fault for working for the company despite having a cold?

He was really mean, and he was only mean to her. If it was Aria, he would already feel sorry for her.

She glared at him fiercely, then turned her head to ignore the pesky guy.

Arcadia.

At the entrance of the manor-style Tamber Steak House, there were lots of people and business was booming. That evening, Hansen took Jenna to the entrance of this beautiful and popular hotel.

The two waited outside for more than twenty minutes before they were able to be seated.

It was the first branch of Tamber Steak House in the country. Since its opening, the business had been booming almost every day. People would need to wait to get seats even on weekdays.

In order to adapt to the environment, the steak recipes here had been modified to suit the tastes of people from different backgrounds and races. Despite this, Jenna glanced around and saw that there were still very few foreigners, and most of the customers were from Tamberland.

There were many races that made up the population in this city. Because there were several prestigious schools, the city was a popular destination for those who wanted to migrate for better education. As a result, the houses were also highly-priced due to the strong demand. When Hansen came here with Jenna, she was a little surprised. He seemed to know the city very well. She thought that it was rare for him to visit places like this, so how could he be so familiar?

"When I was developing overseas branches, I would stay here from time to time to study the market." Perhaps he saw through Jenna's mind, so he spoke faintly.

It turned out to be so. Jenna finally understood.

Her heart skipped a beat. Did it mean that he had been visiting Los Angeles very frequently these few years? It turned out that they were not very far away from each other, but...

Lifting her eyes to look at his profile, the past suddenly reappeared in her mind.

It was probably that afternoon more than a year ago. When she was looking for a job on the streets of Los Angeles. She saw a man on the street who was slender, arrogant, noble, and indifferent. He was holding a woman's hand; he had walked past Jenna with ease.

At that time, she was impoverished, desolate, and frustrated, and her eyes were eyeing a recruitment advertisement. Nonetheless, the figure of this man came into view so clearly.

With his almost perfect profile, tall figure, and noble temperament, she almost identified Hansen at a glance, but she did not dare to come any closer, or even to speak to him. He was next to a beautiful tall woman. The two of them talked and laughed, and his eyes didn't even notice her.

Moreover, the man's body exuded a chill that turned everyone around him away. She didn't even have the courage to take another look at him, let alone follow him to confirm.

However, intuitively, Jenna knew that the man was Hansen.

At that time, she was so desperate. She was about to advance academically, but she had to work and study at the same time due to the lack of money. No one could imagine that she was also from a famous family, nor that her husband was a rich man who was well- known all over the world. This was because she didn't have a single penny.

She didn't dare to call her parents to tell them the truth, that her husband did not even give her any money. After being in Los Angeles for so long, no one even came to ask how things were, let alone anyone who cared about her. She did not even know how she made it through the hardship.

She thought that even if she had concluded that the man was Hansen, she would also not come forward to talk to him. After all, the relationship between them was so strange that he would not care about her even if she was in Tamberland, let alone abroad.

Whether she was experiencing hardship or needed financial assistance, even if she knew the man was really Hansen, she would definitely not come forward to ask him for help.

Her self-esteem would not allow her to do so, nor did she have the courage or the confidence.

What was more, he had a beauty by his side back then. From behind, that woman from her memory did not look like Aria. Jenna's eyes slowly began to turn red, and she sat there in a daze.

"What are you thinking about?" Hansen looked up and saw Jenna staring at him in a daze with a dull expression on her face. No, she was not completely looking at him. Her eyes were red and her gaze drifted away. He didn't know what she was looking at. She was totally soulless, exuding an inexplicable sadness. He frowned and couldn't help but ask.

What exactly was this woman thinking about? Even when she was with him, she often drifted off like this, completely out of the present, as if he didn't exist.

Suddenly there was a feeling of frustration. Generally speaking, all women who were with him were all completely obsessed with him, trying to please him. However, the woman in front of him was not focusing on him at all. The relationship between them had long been different.

Was she thinking about her lover, Rayan? That face of sadness and loneliness was because of him, and that was it; she was now revisiting a place full of memories. Of course she would recall the past.

Suddenly, anger surged in his heart. He had personally come from A City because she had fainted. He was worried about her and accompanied her, but she didn't take him to heart at all. What was going on? When had he become so cheap in a relationship?

The expression on his face slowly turned ugly.

"No, it's nothing." Jenna finally awoke from the sour memories, she hurriedly shook her head and was a little incoherent. She then picked up the cutlery and started eating the steak.

"Mr. Richards, I want to explain my reason for coming to Los Angeles," Jenna said softly while lowering her head to eat the food. As she hadn't seen him in A City and she didn't want to bother

him, she made the decision on her own. Moreover, she had not told him about Jersey yet.

His expression was now dull and he looked unhappy. Even when he was in the hospital, his face was full of displeasure. She thought that his displeasure was related to this. He had always been strong at work, so how could he allow his subordinates to make decisions without letting him know? She knew it so she took the initiative to talk about it.

"Eat first," Hansen said shortly. He had always disliked talking about work during dinner. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Alright." Seeing the impatient look on his face, she agreed and silently ate her food.

The temperature in Arcadia was very high. Spring and summer were the only seasons all year round. After eating the steak, she was sweating. She quickly took off her sweater and felt cooler.

Hansen ate silently. Neither of them spoke too much over dinner. The atmosphere was a bit dull, which was completely different from those talking and laughing at the nearby tables.

Jenna suddenly became a little annoyed. She secretly blamed Reeva for informing Hansen about her illness. Obviously, he came reluctantly and was unhappy about it. He was obviously pretending to accompany her. Otherwise, how could he get a long face? She didn't want this at all!

She didn't need sympathy or pity!

It was just a light cold. She was not so melodramatic.

After the meal, Hansen drove the car. Jenna didn't know where they were headed. Her head was still a little dizzy so she leaned her head on the seat and closed her eyes to have a rest.

Hansen skillfully twisted the steering wheel in his hands and drove forward.

The road was spacious. There were not many vehicles, and he was driving fast.

"We're here. Let's get down," the car stopped quickly, and Hansen spoke to the woman sitting beside him with her eyes closed. He was worried that she would catch a cold while sleeping.

Jenna lazily opened her eyes, and soon, her face was full of a surprise after staring at her surroundings. "Mr. Richards, where are we?"

Hansen was a little amused by her exaggerated expression, and an imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He glanced at her lightly and deliberately said loudly, "Do you want to spend the night in the car?"

Jenna hurriedly opened the car door and jumped out, but she still couldn't believe what she saw.