Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 186

Jenna laid on the soft seat, unable to muster any strength. Her eyes were laden with exhaustion while her face was frighteningly pale. Her messy hair was splayed over her face, yet it was not enough to hide her despair and melancholy; they were clearly visible.

Hansen stayed silent the whole time.

He could feel her pain and sadness; his agony no lesser than hers. In fact, it hurt him a lot more than what she was experiencing at that moment.

He swallowed down the pain and organized the thoughts in his head.

Earl had forced him to give an exact wedding date.

Despite that, he was Hansen Richards. He was no prey to other people. It was impossible to expect that he would give in to their pressure!

He only needed Jenna to trust him. Only with her faith in him would he have the courage to fight back.

The light in his eyes flashed.

If they would not accept what fate had in plan for them, they would have to fight out of it themselves. No one could help them at present, not even Vivian.

However, Jenna did not have the same thing in mind.

She had lost her sense of reasoning and her heart was broken. He had let her down.

Hansen sighed heavily in frustration. He wanted to say something. Anything!

But nothing came to his mind.

What could he say? In what way could he comfort her?

Were he to tell her that he would take care of her and that they would be together for the rest of their lives?

He himself would think that it was insincere to say such things to her, not to mention that she would not believe them. In such a predicament, what else could he promise her? Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Hansen was struck with helplessness once again.

All his hopes were destroyed ever since Vivian reprimanded him. The plan that he was so proud of appeared so naive and laughable at that instant.

He thought that Vivian would support him in marrying Jenna. She adored her as much as he did, but at present, she told him to be responsible for Aria's child.

These days, it became apparent that he did not love Aria at all. How could he marry her?

What should he do?

Hansen slammed a fist on the back of the front seat. He only felt his heart getting heavy and in pain, his eyes bloodshot.

He took deep breaths and stayed still.

The small space inside the car was filled with nothing but sadness and despair.

He had lost track of how long they were sitting in silence as darkness crawled in like a thief.

Jenna slowly sat up, tidying her messy hair.

Hansen watched as she ran her nimble fingers through her hair. Her fingers were pale and thin, seemingly inhuman. He recalled the incident in Green Mountain Automobile City where she had blocked the knife for him. Back then, she was willing to risk her life for him with her petite body. Such courage had shocked him and he remained shaken by her actions till this day.

In fact, at that moment, he was sure about what he wanted. He had decided to be with Jenna all his life.

Hansen was just too prideful for his own good, or that he was affected by Rayan's words. He had hurt Jenna repeatedly. He hated and despised himself for being so selfish in the past.

From the bottom of his heart, Hansen truly wanted to cherish and pamper Jenna for the remaining of their lives.

Memories of the past flashed across his mind one by one.

His heart began to throb and his face was contorted in pain.

After Jenna had finished with her hair, she took her bag and stood up.

"Jenna," he called for her in a hoarse voice.

She did not give a single look in his direction, her expression calm. It seemed like she managed to gain her composure back.

"Let me out," she simply said.

"Where are you going?" he asked her anxiously. He thought it was time to talk since she had calmed down.

"That's my own business. Please let me go." She had no interest in a conversation with him.

"No, Jenna, you can't leave. Let me stay with you and let's talk things out." He panicked and hugged her from the back. He was in no way letting her get out of the car.

She had a cold smile plastered on her face, her voice icy-cold and distant.

"Please let go of me, I want to leave." She had no more energy to struggle from his grasp. Instead, she just stated her wish to leave.

He locked her tightly in his embrace, feeling her cold skin against his. There was almost no warmth at all and his heart shuddered.

Not knowing what comforting words to say, he held her just like that.

"Hansen, let go," she spoke louder as she grew impatient.

"Jenna, please don't be like this. Whatever happens, promise me that you would take care of yourself. Do you remember what you promised me before?" he pleaded in agony.

A promise? Jenna recalled the night before she left for abroad. He whispered in her ear that no matter what happened in the future, she must believe that he loved her.

All the confusion had started to clear up. She always wondered why he would ask her to promise him such a thing, and why he was acting so strange that night. At that moment, she had finally figured it out.

Sorrow was tearing her apart. He had known everything and specifically asked her to go abroad to take care of Uncle Richards. All those arrangements were just to prevent her from finding out that Aria was pregnant.

Liar. He lied about everything!

He must have had everything planned. She was an idiot to continue loving him regardless of what had happened in the past and regardless of the consequences in the future. She could not forgive herself for being this ignorant!

Jenna chuckled.

"Don't worry, I'll live my life well. I won't commit suicide, it's not worth it for a man like you. Rest assured, I won't hold you responsible for anything. You can let me go now, I'm leaving," she spoke, sarcasm evident in her voice.

She would not seek death. She never planned to. She was in a daze as she stood on the bridge but it was not to end her life. She would never do such a thing over love.

Hansen was the one making all these things up in his mind. Who did he think he was? Had he thought that all women in the world would want to die for him?

This was too narcissistic of him, was it not? He was indeed a man accustomed to attention from everyone around him. He was so egoistic!

Jenna's humiliating words stung him. He felt his heart shattering into pieces and dripping with blood!

She would not seek death. That alone was a relief.

He hoped that she could live happily. This was his purest intention. He had gotten the answer he wanted; he should be happy.

But why was his heart aching?

'TH say it again, let me go." It was getting dark. Jenna wanted to leave as soon as possible. She did not want to have anything to do with him anymore, let alone falling for him again. From then on, she promised herself to live with pride. To live freely without him.

Hansen wanted to let go of her but his arms tightened. He was afraid of losing her forever.

Her voice became stern and with a flip of her head, she knocked him on the face. He groaned from the sudden blow.

"Please respect me." She gritted her teeth and her eyes were burning with rage. "It is shameful for a man to fight with a woman with brute force. You wouldn't happen to be so rude, right?"

She sneered, repelled by his actions.

She was so determined in her words that they pierced him in the heart. He felt his energy being sucked out his entire body and released her from his arms.

She quickly broke free from him and got out of the car without hesitation.

He stared at Jenna until she entered her car. He only came back to his senses when he heard the engine starting.

She drove off, never once looking back, as if there was a tsunami behind her and she had wished for nothing but to escape.

Hansen opened the door mechanically, got into the driver's seat and started the car, trailing behind her.

What made him feel a little relieved was that Jenna had regained her composure. She would probably not do anything risky anymore. Although her reserved demeanor had scared him, he was glad that she had figured herself out. He was fine with her hating him as long as she continued to live her life.

As long as she was safe and fine, he would be happy.

Jenna left, and she took his soul with her.

Unable to sweep away the uneasiness in his heart, Hansen trailed behind her without any thoughts.

Soon, Jenna seemed to notice him stalking behind. She tried to throw him off several times. Her repulse intent was so strong that Hansen could somehow sense it from inside his car.

He could only give himself a bitter smile and stopped.

He then followed from a distance until he saw her heading towards a villa. After searching it up, it turned out to be Cloud Residence, which was Hannah's home.

He let out a sigh of relief!

It would be good to have Hannah by her side. That was the best plan for the moment.

After letting out an exhausted sigh, he watched her car drive into Cloud Residence. Hethen turned back and drove towards International Kinsey Center.

Jenna got out of the car, her legs limp.

Hannah must be at Gently Cafeteria at this hour. Lucky for Jenna, she had a spare key. She opened the door and instantly collapsed onto the sofa.

"Hannah, I'm at your house. Could you come back early?" she called Hannah and said weakly.

Hearing her lifeless voice, Hannah sensed something amiss and almost yelled, "Jenna, is this still your voice? What's the matter? Let me guess, got your heart broken or lost your virginity?"

"Hannah, I'm feeling terrible right now. I might be staying at your house for a few days." Jenna hung up the phone before Hannah could respond. She was so exhausted that she lay panting on the sofa.

After a while, Hannah barged into the house and bombarded her with a series of questions.

"Jenna, what's the matter? Who hurt you?" She entered the house and saw Jenna lying on the sofa as if she had gone through a traumatic event. Her face was pale; she looked horrible. Her hair and body were soaked wet and there were some snowflakes on her fur coat. It was a disaster.

Hannah's temper erupted like a volcano once she took everything in.

Obviously, Jenna was hurt by that b*stard again. Hansen Richards was the only one who was ever able to hurt her like this.

"What did that d*mned b*stard do this time?" Hannah gritted her teeth and growled.

Jenna opened her eyes tiredly. "I'm done with that b*stard. From now on, I have nothing to do with him. Please don't mention him ever again."

Hannah was taken aback by the determination in Jenna's eyes and the indifference she had on her face. It seemed that she had really given up on him.

She could not imagine what Hansen did that could have hurt Jenna so badly. Hannah recalled Jenna being so infatuated with him before. It looked like she was for real this time.

However, wasn't Jenna a bit too dumb to only have made up her mind at this instant?