Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 178

"Wow, spicy potatoes," Jenna said when the waiter brought the dish to the table. Her eyes glowed immediately. She was drooling as her stomach growled. Then, she accepted it and ate like a hungry wolf.

By the time Hansen came out of the restroom, she had finished eating two small dishes.

Her mouth was puffy and red from all the spices. She looked very cute.

"Those things are not nutritious. Eat less of them." Hansen looked at Jenna's pale face and red lips. She was breathing in and out to soothe the spiciness.

"It’s delicious. Addictive even."

He grabbed the potato dish in front of her and put it aside before she could react. Her face sank and she muttered something with pity. After that, he picked up the menu on the table and started ordering.

When the dishes arrived, she was forced to eat salads again.

Jenna really didn't have the appetite for those healthy foods. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

"Hansen, please, I only need some soup and spicy potatoes," she stated as she didn't want to eat those things he had ordered.

"No can do!" Hansen pulled a long face and furrowed his brows.

Seeing how pale and hollow her face was, it made him feel distressed.

Jenna pursed her lips, her face full of displeasure.

Fine if he didn't allow it. She would not eat anything then. She would not open her mouth and would just sit there.

Hansen sighed helplessly. He could only agree, but on the condition that Jenna had to finish a bowl of salad and vegetable soup in exchange.

As long as there were spicy potatoes, Jenna was happy so she quickly nodded in agreement.

The two reached an agreement, and the tension in the atmosphere disappeared. They continue to talk for the rest of the meal, seemingly very affectionate towards one another.

It was not long later when they finished dinner happily.

After the meal, Hansen took her to Collier Manor.

"Hansen, aren't we going back to the Richards Manor?" Jenna couldn't help but ask out of curiosity as they were still not heading toward the mansion.

"Why would we go back? It's too crowded. I don't like it. Let's go back to Collier Manor. That is our home." Hansen hid his thoughts well enough that Jenna couldn't really see through them. He was speaking so softly, and once again he had that signature charming smile of his on his face.

Jenna was slightly stunned, then smiled sweetly.

Hearing him say that, that ‘home’ meant the two of them, Jenna thought it was good. She liked it very much.

The night sky in the city, even though the snow was heavy and freezing, was stunning. The colorful lights exceptionally complimented the trees in the streets.

When Jenna got out of the car, even though Hansen gave her his coat, she still felt very cold.

She hid her neck and face under the wool coat. Standing under the dim street lamp in the basement, she watched as Hansen's slender figure approached her from the parking lot. She suddenly felt a hint of happiness in her heart.

After all, that night was a night for the both of them. Only the both of them.

There was no obstacle between them now. She believed in him and he also believed in her. He belonged to her, and he truly had her. The two of them were in love with each other and there were no grudges held between them.

It felt good!

Hansen was so kind to her, so caring. He made her forget about everything, including Aria.

It might even feel like they were actually a happy pair, and the woman, Aria, had never appeared.

Furthermore, they seemed to truly understand each other and had fallen in love.

Hansen approached her. He saw her looking at him in awe. He smiled and took her in his arms as they walked upstairs.

As soon as they entered the house, the room was very cold. He turned on the heater with one hand, while the other hugged her tightly against himself. After that, he lowered his head and kissed her hard, wishing to swallow her and have her that instant.

His other hand found its way into her clothes. Her skin was so smooth and tender to the touch, but when he felt the bones on her side, he felt faintly unhappy. How could this woman be so thin?

She must have been exhausted for days!

There was a faint stab in his heart, and his hand moved as gently as the spring breeze.

Jenna panted. Her cheeks had a tint of pink and her lips were red and swollen because of their kiss.

Hansen picked her up and walked to the sofa before laying her sideways on it.

His hand wandered over her smooth skin, and not long later, it reached downwards. He teased her skillfully. She opened her eyes and looked at him shyly.

Her mouth was wide open when he entered her suddenly, seemingly uncomfortable.

"Does it hurt?" He asked in a low voice. He was about to lean over and kiss her to relieve her discomfort.

Jenna covered his lips with her hand, her fingers stroked his chin as she said, word by word, "Hansen, you can have me, but if you want me, you can't choose Aria, let alone another woman. This is my bottom line. Can you do it?"

Hansen's gaze was dumbfounded. He was staring straight at her.

Her eyes burned with persistence and stubbornness.

They were together like this, and she stared at him unblinkingly. At this moment, she still hoped to have his promise.

She was a woman, so there was no doubt that she was selfish over some things.

In this life, she had only loved him, so she hoped that he loved fewer people because only then would it be fair.

Back then, she could ignore him, but now everything was different. She wanted to have him for herself. She wanted him to love only her. This was her selfish desire.

"Jenna, I have never thought of any other woman. You are the only one in my heart, trust me." His breathing was very rough and heavy; he was a little short of breath. Seeing the persistence in her eyes, his heart ached.

"Jenna, what I said is true, trust me," he kissed her lips and whispered in her ear. His voice was soft, as if he was begging her to believe him.

"Okay, I believe you," she ran her fingers across his lips, then through his thick hair, as she replied softly.

His sincere words made her feel loved, so it was enough. She could no longer think about anything else, so she took the initiative to press her lips against his.

Hansen's head became hot, as if there was a fire burning. He couldn't care about anything anymore. Hence, he fiercely demanded to have her. After being separated for so long, he had missed her every night, and finally she was in his arms. He kissed her red lips fiercely and passionately, not wanting to separate even for a moment.

After that, he saw Jenna lying weakly with sweat all over her. He couldn't help but feel apologetic. Knowing that she was tired, he didn't expect to want her that night, but he couldn't control himself.

Soon he picked her up and walked towards the shower. He then helped her into the warm bed after taking her bath. He took a shower by himself, and fell asleep with his arms around her.

When Jenna woke up the next day, she received a call from Hansen asking her to rest at home.

Thinking that the company's affairs were mostly settled, she didn't reject the offer.

The doorbell rang as soon as she finished brushing her teeth.

Looking through the lens, she discovered that the food delivery had arrived.

She quickly opened the door to pick up the takeaway, knowing that Hansen had ordered the meal for her.

Putting it on the dinner table, she went to have a glass of water first.

The living room was very warm. She only wore her pajamas and walked lazily over to eat breakfast.

Opening the delicate dessert boxes, she saw her favorite strawberry tarts and she smiled slightly. She then ate one with her fork.

As soon as she put it into her mouth, the scent of the fruits filled her nostrils. Suddenly her stomach churned. She was about to vomit. She quickly covered her mouth and ran toward the bathroom.

Lying on the marble platform, her stomach was surging, and she couldn't help but want to vomit.

What in the world? Didn't she like strawberries? Why did she vomit?

After a while, Jenna stood up. Resisting the urge to vomit, she thought that maybe the smell of the fruits was too strong. After all, she had only just gotten up and she wasn't feeling well.

She walked over to the table, opened another lunch box, and picked up a pastry.

Before it reached her mouth, she felt another wave of intense nausea. The acid in her stomach was all surging up, and she couldn't help it anymore. She went straight to the bathroom and vomited.

After that, she couldn't eat anymore as her stomach was very uncomfortable.

It looked like she was sick again.

Jenna was a little discouraged, thinking that it was probably due to her fatigue these days and the cold the day before.

However, when she thought about it carefully, it didn't make sense at all. The day before, she was in Hansen's arms. Even if she stood alone in the cold wind, she was wrapped up warmly in Hansen's coat. There was really no reason that she would catch a cold.

Fortunately, after a while, she stopped vomiting. Finally, her stomach felt comfortable.

Perhaps it was sudden gastroenteritis. With that thought, she didn't concern herself with the matter any more.

After staying in the apartment for a while, she thought of her mother. After wearing a thick jacket, she went downstairs and took a taxi to the hospital.

"Miss, James and the others have already returned all the property that was taken from your father," as soon as she walked into the hospital ward, Aunt Lee told her the good news with a smile.

"Oh!" Jenna said in surprise. She remembered the last warning to their family. The date that they said was within three months. It seemed that they had actually fulfilled it.

"Miss, it is said that the uncle put pressure on them. They were afraid, so they returned the property," Aunt Lee said happily.

Jenna blinked, and then it suddenly became clear to her. This family was so greedy. How could they return the property so easily? Those few words were not enough of a deterrence.

In fact, after that day, she had forgotten about it, and even though they didn't pay back, it was fine. After all, they were all relatives, plus her uncle was her father's brother. She didn't expect Hansen to help her settle this matter either.

Thinking of Minnie, Jenna felt chills run down her spine.

If they didn't dig their own graves, they wouldn't die. Pitiful people must have done something hateful. For such relatives, what sympathy did she need to have for them? They didn't treat her as their relative, so why did she bother feeling sad for them?

All she had to do now was smile, and everything

would turn out fine!