Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 180

"Quick, bring her a chair," Vivian ordered Meroy as she held Jenna's hand and stroked it gently.

"Okay, Old Madam." Meroy understood her thoughts and smiled slightly. Later, she placed a cushioned stool in front of her bed and sat Jenna down before saying with a smile, "Old Madam thinks about you every day, she misses you more than her grandson. She's very happy to see you today. I'll let you talk to her now."

Having that said, she brought hot tea and put it at the side.

"Thank you." Jenna nodded with thanks. Meroy smiled back and exited the room.

Only the two of them were then left in the bedroom.

"Grandma, are you feeling well?" Jenna asked softly with a smile on her face. She stretched out her other hand to sgueeze Vivian's hand as she sat on the stool facing Vivian.

Vivian's hands clasped her hands tightly, for fear that she would disappear.

"Jenna, you have suffered. Look at you, you have lost a lot of weight. It is us, the Richards family, that is to blame. More so, I have not done my duty to protect you," Vivian said as the tears in her eyes rolled down her cheeks.

Jenna was shocked. What was happening? Those things were not at all Vivian's fault. With that thought, she hurriedly took a tissue to wipe Vivian's tears and whispered, "Grandma, you've got it wrong. You have always treated me well. Putting my parents aside, you treat me the best in the world. I can't thank you enough."

She spoke sincerely. How lucky she was to have someone like Vivian in this world caring for her.

"You're a good girl." Vivian held her hand tight, sighed deeply, and stopped mentioning this topic. After a while, she had thought of something and asked nervously, "Jenna, is my son feeling better?"

Jenna had guessed Vivian's intention behind inviting her over. She was prepared for it. Then, she smiled and reassured her, "Grandma, please rest assured that Mr. Trevor's operation has been successful but the follow- up recovery still needs some time. Despite that, he has a great chance of full recovery. Don't worry about it, Grandma. According to the doctor, he is most likely going to be able to stand up again, so please don't fret. Plus, his hands can already move these days. The doctor told us that this is the first sign of recovery."

Jenna tried her best to slow down her speech and maintain a relaxed and happy expression on her face.

Sure enough, the dullness on Vivian' s face disappeared. Feeling joyful, she stopped crying and murmured with excitement, "Trevor, please get well soon. Hansen needs you now. Fortunately, you met such a good daughter-in-law. This is all thanks to Jenna. I hope you'll thank her in the future."

The old lady's cheeks were flushed red from the excitement and her hand holding Jenna's gripped even tighter. Jenna too felt delighted upon hearing Vivian's words of affirmation.

"Grandma, don't get too excited now. As I've told you, everything will be fine," she put her head close to Vivian's ear and comforted her in a low voice.

"Yes, everything will be okay." Grandma Richards was smiling from ear to ear. She couldn't calm down as she spoke again and again.

"Thank you, Jenna," she looked at Jenna and said lovingly.

Jenna smiled in response before saying, "Grandma, you don't have to thank me for anything. Uncle Richards fainted three years ago, and it was all because of me. I just want to make up for it."

Jenna had an apologetic expression on her face as she spoke.

"No, you're not to be blamed. I believe in you." Vivian was ashamed when she heard Jenna blaming herself. She shook her head and assured her.

If Jenna could forgive her grandson and the Richards family for her sake, she would be contented.

"Grandma, do you trust me?" Vivian's affirmative words made Jenna feel like crying. Having Vivian's trust was the best thing she could dream of.

"Of course, I never blamed you, Jenna," Vivian said earnestly and shook her hand again before letting go of Jenna's in search of something under the quilt. After a while, she took an old black bag out.

What was this? Jenna's nose was running and she didn't understand what Vivian was going to do, hence she just watched her, dazed. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

After a while, Vivian took out a wooden box from the bag. With her trembling hands, she opened the box. A delicate crimson brocade box appeared in Jenna's sight. This box was relatively large and by the looks of the wood, she guessed that it had been made for some years already.

Jenna was very surprised and didn't know what all of these meant.

"Here, Jenna, this is for you." Vivian reached out and held Jenna's hands as she stuffed the box into her hands.

"What is this?" Jenna was puzzled.

"Open it and take a look," Vivian said with an encouraging smile.

Jenna was confused. She looked suspiciously at the brocade box in her hands. She hesitated to open it. Her gut feeling told her that this was probably a very precious thing. Was Grandma going to give it to her?

On her birthday, Vivian gave her the right to inherit Richards Manor, which made her feel puzzled and embarrassed. She didn't want to inherit Richards Manor. It would make people think that she was plotting something but Vivian was very determined in giving it to her.

She tried to refuse but Vivian got very mad and serious. She couldn't go against Vivian, therefore she still accepted it in the end.

Although she accepted it, she felt uneasy. She didn't want to accept gifts from other people so casually, not to mention that it was such an expensive gift. Besides, the inheritance right of Richards Manor was not something ordinary people could get. Why was she the one to inherit it? As the saying went, no crops would grow without watering them daily. After all, she was not a member of this family, why should she inherit such a valuable property?

However, Vivian was determined to give it to her and she couldn't understand why up till the present.

Now that this thing was in her hands, what would it be?

Why did Vivian treat her so well?

In fact, from the very beginning, Jenna couldn't wrap her head around Vivian's kindness to her. She believed that she was not a particularly good wife to start with, and she did not benefit the Richards family. However, Vivian favored her. She felt unworthy of the gift Vivian had bestowed on her, that was why she had refused before.

It was just that none of this was her choice to begin with.

Maybe, this was fate!

Thinking about this, Jenna's anxiety intensified even more.

"Jenna, open it." Vivian saw that Jenna was in a daze with the brocade box. She knew that Jenna didn't want to open it. Despite that, she kept urging her to do so.

Jenna lifted her eyes and saw that Vivian was eagerly looking forward to her reaction. Unwilling to disappoint her, Jenna bit her lower lip and slowly opened the box.

Rays of light shot from the box, blinding her eyes.

Jenna's eyes widened as she stared at what was inside the box in awe.

Inside the box was a diamond so big that it was at least fifty carats. It was colored in a rare dark blue, so deep and beautiful. The bedroom was illuminated by the brilliant light emitted from it. Jenna was amazed by its brightness; she was at a loss for words. Amidst the glow, she could clearly see the brilliant shine of the diamond.

She guessed that a lot of people might have tried to snatch this precious jewelry, and many died over it too.

She shuddered at the sight of it and hurriedly closed the brocade box.

"Grandma, what are you..." She looked at Vivian nervously, her voice trembling.

“Jenna, this is Ocean Heart, a precious diamond. There are only a few in the world. It's a treasure of the Richards family. We usually only pass this down to the wife of the eldest son." Vivian paused and held Jenna's hand which was holding the jewelry with both of her hands. She solemnly said, "Jenna, four years ago when you married Hansen, I should have given it to you. But at that time, the world was against you and even Hansen didn't want you to have it because he was afraid that it

would bring disaster on you, thus I didn't give it to you. Today, although you have divorced Hansen, I am nothing but happy to give it to you. In my heart, you will always be Hansen’s wife. No one can replace you. It' s just that the world is unpredictable. There are some things even I can't control. I don't want the Richards family's treasure to fall into the wrong hands. If it does, Richards Manor will be in chaos. I have made this decision today to give it to you. Please remember to take good care of it at all times and not let it fall into the wrong hands. Jenna, don’t publicize this either. Keep it private and be cautious as always. I believe you will keep it for me, only you deserve to own it."

Vivian explained everything in one breath and she was already panting heavily after she finished speaking.

"No, I can't accept such an expensive gift." Jenna jumped up in shock and stuffed the brocade box back into Vivian's hands.

Such an expensive gift-how could she accept it?

No, she must be dreaming!

She shook her head in disbelief.

"Jenna." When Vivian saw that Jenna refused to accept the gift, her face was instantly filled with sorrow. The light in her eyes also dimmed and her tone got dull. "Jenna, is it that you don't trust me? Is that why you don’t want to accept my things?"

Vivian's expression was very sad, even a little depressed.

"No, that's not the case, Grandma," Jenna's heart was beating wildly as she quickly shook her hands and explained nervously. "Grandma, I don't deserve to have such a precious thing. Now that I have divorced Hansen, I'm not his wife. You shouldn't pass down such a valuable thing to me. It should be given to Hansen’s wife. I can’t keep it because then I will feel uneasy."

Jenna really didn't want to upset Vivian, hence she explained as clearly as possible.

In the Richards family, Jenna was nothing. Although she had promised Hansen to prepare for a remarriage, they were not making any progress yet. It was unreasonable to accept these precious things. Plus, it was not ordinary jewelry. That was the treasure of Richards Manor which had been passed down for generations, how could she accept it?