Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 141

With a "puff", Jenna was amused by his words. Although it was ridiculous, his words were heartwarming. He really warmed her heart, and there was no more hurt.

Jenna had to admit that this was the best promise that she had ever heard. She was almost unsure and could not believe it. Hence, she stopped, took Hansen's hand and asked, "Hansen, is it true? Is what you say true? That you will stay by my side forever?"

She looked up at him with her small, surprised face and stared at him, expecting him to say yes. Her voice was so loud, for fear that Hansen could not hear her.

Everyone passing by the road looked at them. Those who didn't understand Tamberland language found them strange, and those who could understand their conversation gave them friendly smiles.

Hansen was infected by her enthusiasm. He laughed and responded loudly, "Honey, of course this is true. Since when have I lied to you?"

He suddenly bowed his head and kissed her passionately. He wanted to show her his answer with his actions. After a long time, he picked her up and swung her around mid-air.

Jenna felt like she was in the sky, spinning quickly. She floated up and saw a sky full of stars. They were so bright and beautiful, filling her heart with joy.

They both laughed happily.

Their plane flew through the clouds. After the trip in Hawaii that lasted a few days, Hansen and Jenna finally embarked on a flight back to A City. RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

The closer they got to A City, the faster Jenna's heartbeat became. It was not until Hansen held her hand tightly that she calmed down slowly, but somehow, her heart still felt uncomfortable.

The two of them interlocked their hands and were very close. Hansen didn't care whether there was any media personnel around, and he continued to hold her intimately, which made her feel very touched.

"Hansen, I want to go to the hospital to see my mother first," she leaned against Hansen's arm and put her head to Hansen's ear and whispered. She had been away for many days, thus she was very worried about her mother. The anxious feeling became more obvious as time passed.

"Okay, I'll go with you," Hansen responded readily and thoughtfully.

"Thank you." Jenna smiled happily.

"Honey, this is what I should do." Hansen patted her hand and gave her a friendly smile.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Jenna put her face on his shoulder and smiled crookedly.

"Silly woman," Hansen muttered and smiled secretly in his heart. She became so happy after getting her little request fulfilled. She was easy to please and was easily satisfied.

He only thought about it in his heart as he held her tightly.

The plane soon landed at the airport in A City.

Hansen took Jenna through the passage and walked out of the airport.

Shortly after getting off the plane, his phone started to ring fiercely.

Hansen frowned, took out the phone from his pocket, swiped the screen, and answered the call.

"Hello."

"Mr. Richards, I have bad news. Something's happened to Alvin," as soon as he answered the call, the voice on the other end of the phone came through. It was anxious, uneasy, and nervous.

"What, explain what you mean." Hansen was startled. His face changed and he yelled in a deep voice, but his heart sank.

"Mr. Richards, Alvin was attacked in a basement parking lot just now. He was shot in the chest and is now in a coma. He is now in a dangerous condition and he's bleeding a lot," the male voice explained anxiously over the phone.

What! Hansen's breathing paused, and his face turned pale. Alvin was his right-hand man and had worked for him for a couple of years. He had to stay fine and healthy! The cold light in his deep eyes was like sharp lightning. He looked up to see Jenna looking at him nervously, so he turned to the other side and continued the phone conversation. "Quickly, send him to the hospital for emergency treatment. He must be fine. I'll be there soon," he almost snarled with his hurried tone. There was a burst of discomfort in his heart. Alvin was his right arm and was a very capable person. If he was gone, Hansen would lose his strong support.

Jenna saw Hansen's serious expression, and he walked away from her. Knowing that he didn't want her to hear what he was saying, she stopped following him while trying to guess who was the one that had called him. Seconds later, she saw Hansen end the phone call and stride toward her.

"Jenna, I'm in a bit of a hurry. I can't accompany you to see your mother in the hospital. I'll be there another day. You go to the hospital by yourself, and then go directly back to Richards Manor. There is a car outside to pick you up," Hansen hurriedly spoke to her, then turned and strode away.

Jenna's heart skipped a beat. What had happened? She had never seen Hansen this anxious and nervous before. Although he kept it from her and did not let her listen in on the call, she knew that something serious must have happened or Hansen would not be this nervous.

What could it be?

An ominous premonition strung up from the bottom of her heart. Watching Hansen's back get further away from her, she somehow felt that something was being separated from her body, step by step. She felt pain and disappointment in her heart.

However, he was a man and he had his own business to deal with; she couldn't be following him all the time! In the hospital, Sara was sitting in front of the bed and eating some fruits with a smile; Aunt Lee was by her side.

Seeing Jenna come in, Aunt Lee stood up with a smile. "Hello, Miss."

Jenna smiled. After careful conditioning, Sara's complexion had improved significantly.

These days, Jenna often sent photos of herself with Hansen to Sara, so that Sara wouldn't worry about her.

After all, she needed to recover more before she could undergo the operation.

The photos by Jenna was not the only reason for Sara’s good mood. Jenna had often sent her similar photos before, but the news from Jenna was always different. This time, the place that she took the photos was really similar to the photos taken by the news media of her and Hansen travelling abroad. It was published on the front page of the newspapers. In the photos, Jenna was smiling brightly, while Hansen had a doting smile on his face too. Hansen's affectionate gaze came from his heart, and they didn't seem to be pretending.

The updates sent by her daughter were highly consistent with the news media. Only then was Sara relieved and she confirmed that the relationship between her daughter and son- in- law was very good.

This was what that made her happy, and everything else no longer mattered.

Therefore, she was now smiling happily.

Jenna's face had indeed filled up. Even her complexion was brilliant. Sara was very satisfied.

"Uncle Richards, I bought a rehabilitation machine from Los Angeles. It is said to be very effective for the rehabilitation of vegetative people. Also, I have arranged for a famous doctor, Maxson, to come and see you. He will be here in just a few days. Don't worry. I will definitely try my best to cure your illness," Jenna stood in front of Trevor's bed and said softly. She was massaging his body while speaking.

"Uncle Richards, I have good news. Hansen has agreed to quit smoking," Jenna said with some excitement.

She was very pleased that Hansen really fulfilled his promise and quit smoking over the few days.

Whenever he craved nicotine, he would hug her instead. Jenna was happy. If her body allowed him to correct these bad habits, she was willing to devote herself. Besides, that devotion itself was also very pleasant. Hansen definitely had the ability to make her happy.

Thinking of this, her face turned red. After hesitating for a while, she spoke in a low voice, but her voice was very faint, "Uncle Richards, Hansen said that he loves me and will accompany me through this life. I have also promised Hansen that I will not leave him in this life, because I love him, love him very much. I cannot live without him. Please forgive me."

Jenna massaged him and spoke to him softly. She stayed with him the whole afternoon, telling him some happy stories, especially the happy moments she had with Hansen. When she mentioned the really funny moments, she would laugh too.

Seeing that it was getting late, she knew that the nursing staff of Richards Manor was coming soon. Thus, she hurried out of the ward and went downstairs.

What was more disturbing in her heart was her worry for Hansen.

When they first got off the plane, he hurried away with an anxious face. A few hours had passed, yet she still did not hear anything from him and he didn’ t call her either. As long as she thought of this, she felt like her heart was being scratched by a cat, anxious and painful. She couldn't wait to head back to Richards Manor as soon as possible.

She knew that as long as Hansen's affairs were dealt with, he would definitely return to Richards Manor to accompany her. As he said, he wanted her to be the queen of Richards Manor.

Outside the operating theatre of the hospital, Hansen had a gloomy face and a cold gaze. He was standing in the corridor, his tall figure exuding an awe-inspiring air.

Glenn Welch, the best surgeon in the hospital, was operating on Alvin in the operating theatre.

The red lights in the operating theatre were flashing, and Hansen's eyes were about to burst into flames.

His man was actually shot by someone, so it was simply an insult to him.

Two tall, strong young men in black were standing beside him. "John, what the hell is going on?" Hansen asked quietly with his beautiful eyebrows furrowed like twisted ropes.

"Mr. Richards, this is what happened. Today, we were planning to go out with Alvin to deal with some matters. The moment we got to the basement carpark, a gunshot sounded and it hit Alvin. It was so sudden, so Alvin didn't have time to dodge and got shot right in his left chest," John, who was slightly dark-skinned, recalled in fear, his face looking horrible.

"Did you see the person who was firing the shot?" Hansen's face was stiff, his eyes were sharp, and his voice was cold and hard.

D*mn it, how dare that person fire a gun in broad daylight? It was an extremely bold and arrogant act. Moreover, it happened on Hansen's territory and his man was the one that was injured.

D*mn it!

"Mr. Richards, the man ran away after firing the shot. We searched the parking lot for a long time and didn't see any suspicious figures," John was very discouraged and answered carefully.

The blue veins on Hansen's forehead became obvious, and the cold light lingered in his unpredictable eyes. His face was terribly cold.