Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 103

"Here you go, Young Madam." Aunt Ella's expression was solemn and she looked bitter.

Jenna's self- esteem, personality, and dignity was about to be exposed to everyone. Her heart ached so much that she had to explain this matter in front of everyone. It was as if she was finally going to strip herself of the pain.

However, even if she didn't want to, there would be some people who forced her to take this step,

"Larry, tell everyone how Aria incited you to replace my bedsheets on my wedding night. Let everyone know who the real b*itch is. A woman can be this shameless. Not only does she not know how to repent, but she actually wants to give me hell. I will not tolerate this anymore!" Jenna's face was pale as she said with determination. Although there were tears in her eyes, she was still smiling.

Larry lowered her head. She stood at one side and her entire body was trembling.

"Come on, tell everyone. Help Young Madam restore justice," Aunt Ella urged.

Hansen looked at the yellow stained sheets and then realized something. His face began to turn pale, and there was a strange light in his eyes.

"What the hell is going on?" He yelled at Larry. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Aria, who was crying, also began to come back to her senses. When she saw Larry standing in front of her and heard Jenna's words, she suddenly understood, and panic was written all over her face. She stared at Larry and shouted, "Larry, what nonsense did you tell them? If you dare to say anything, I will ask Madam to kick you out of the Richards Manor."

When Larry heard this, she couldn't help it any more. Obviously, Aria was pushing all the blame on her and she was most like going to be a scapegoat. When Larry raised her head, Hansen and

Marissa looked at her with anger and confusion. Thankfully she still had some conscience and she finally told everyone what had happened.

It turned out that three years ago, Aria was not happy when the man that she loved decided to marry Jenna. It was a grudge that she could not let go of. She had been spending a lot of time in the Richards Manor and had already won over Marissa. When she knew that Marissa took a liking to her, she broke down in tears. Marissa could not bear it and allowed her to stay in the Richards Manor as Hansen's friend for two days.

That night, she used a lot of money to lure Jenna's personal servant, Larry, giving her 30,000 dollars. Her only request was to replace Hansen and Jenna's white sheets without Hansen knowing, to give him the impression that Jenna was not a virgin.

She knew that Hansen was very particular about his women. He didn't like to touch women who slept around.

"Young Master, Madam, please forgive me. You all know that my family was in a tough situation. I have to admit that I was money-minded at that time. I genuinely feel guilty for making Young Madam suffer all these years." After saying this, Larry's face was full of tears as she begged them.

"Larry, you're slandering me. I have nothing to do with it. Don't accuse me of something that I didn't do!" Aria pointed at Larry and cursed while gnashing her teeth.

Larry's face instantly turned pale. She pulled Marissa and said, "Madam, please believe me. I know I deserve to go to hell. I shouldn't have been so greedy. I felt so guilty when I realized that I'd put Young Madam through so many years of suffering. Please forgive me. Please don't kick me out. I will never do it again."

At this point, Hansen finally understood what was going on. His eyes were shining and his expression was profound. He reached out and snatched the sheets from Jenna's hand, but he didn't

open it. He just said faintly, "This matter is over. You can all leave now."

After that, he took the sheets, walked past Jenna and went upstairs.

Obviously, Marissa understood what had happened and she sent everyone away. She looked at Aria incredulously and said, "Aria, what were you thinking? How could you do such a thing? You're a lady from a noble family. You'll only tarnish your own reputation. You know, Hansen hates these kinds of people. Now, you're in trouble."

"No, Mom, I didn't do it." Aria instinctively defended herself. When she saw Marissa's eyes full of pity and blame, she knew that she could no longer hide the truth. She could only cry and admit. "Mom, I love Hansen so much. I can't lose him. This was the only way I could think of so that Hansen will dump that b*tch and fall in love with me. Please, Mom. I've learned from my mistake. I will not do it again."

Marissa shook her head and sighed. She helped Aria, who was lying on the ground, to her feet and comforted her softly, "You don't have to worry too much. After all, it's not a life-and-death thing. You should be more careful in the future. I will try and talk to Hansen."

"Thank you, Mom." Aria was relieved by Marissa's words and a smile appeared on her face.

In the bedroom, Hansen was gripping the sheets tightly in his hand. Unexpectedly, his mood was gloomy. He sat there silently and did not open it for a long time.

In fact, he didn't care. He didn't care about her past. He didn't care about what happened to her in the past. He had already decided to let it go.

Over the past few days, he had appointed her as the Vice President of the Richards Group. He entrusted her with the most important work of the company. Could she not feel it?

This was their private affair. How could they discuss this matter in front of everyone? How embarrassing was that!

A long time later, with heavy thoughts, he stared at the stained sheets with a burning gaze, and finally opened it.

He was shocked to see what was on the sheets. There was a large blood stain in the middle, and next to it was an even larger bloodstain. It nearly stained more than half of the sheets.

His hands, which were holding the sheets, began to tremble. A rush of uneasiness came crashing into him.

What on earth did he do that night? How rough was he that he made her bleed so much?

He had hurt her so much!

D*mn it!

His mind was filled with the image of her crying under his body. How could her delicate body bear his roughness? What on earth was he doing? How could this be? He remembered that he drank a lot that night. He was restless and wanted revenge. One could imagine what good he was with such a mindset.

His heart was trembling non-stop, and it began to ache. He was in so much distress that he couldn't breathe.

He suddenly stood up and ran outside.

"Hansen." Aria rushed to him with red and swollen eyes. She leaned against his chest and wrapped her arms around his waist. She placed her face against his firm chest, acting like a spoiled child and

sobbing. She kept saying, "Hansen, please, let me explain. I didn't mean to do it. It's just that I love you so much. I did it because I love you. I didn't mean to harm anyone at all."

Hansen's body tensed slightly. He quickly pushed Aria's arms, which were wrapped around his waist, and pulled her to the couch beside him and sat down. He sat down face to face with her.

"Aria, do you still not understand? If you truly love me, you would not care about these things. It was very naive and stupid of you to have done such a thing!" His face was dignified, and the light in his eyes slowly shrank, but his tone was serious. "You don't have to apologize to me. The person that you've hurt is Jenna. You should apologize to her."

"But, Hansen, I really did this only because I love you. Don't blame me for this," she said timidly, with tears flowing down her face. She gave him a pitiful look.

"Enough." Hansen stared at her and growled, and his eyes were burning with rage.

"Aria, I have a question for you. There were several times when someone sent me a message on my phone in university saying that Jenna was dating a man. Were you the one who sent those messages?" Hansen stared at her intently and the light in his eyes was horribly cold.

At this moment, Aria felt a sense of disappointment. She was panicked and puzzled. She whispered.

"Hansen, I always thought that you disliked Jenna. Don't you despise her? I'm the one that you love, right?"

Her eyes were cloudy and empty. She sidestepped Hansen's question.

Hansen immediately understood. When he saw her face, her eyes looked a little frightening, but he remained silent for a while. In the end, he didn't say anything. He stood up and walked out. Jenna's room was empty.

He rushed down the stairs.

The living room was empty.

"Aunt Ella, do you know where Young Madam went?" A bad feeling suddenly arose in his heart as he shouted in the direction of the staff dormitory which was connected to the living room.

Aunt Ella quickly ran out.

"Young Master, isn't the Young Madam upstairs in her room? I saw her go upstairs." Aunt Ella saw Hansen's gloomy face and realized something. Panic surged through her. That day, Jenna did not seem well. Aunty Ella thought that she went upstairs to get some rest. However, since Young Master asked her this question, it meant that she was not in her room. Did she go out? Was she not able to accept things?

"Where did she go?" Hansen growled. "Go and find her."

Aunt Ella panicked and did not dare to think any further. She knew that Jenna had strong selfesteem. Such a private matter was exposed in front of so many people. She did not know much pain she had suffered. After being lied to for so many years, how could she be in a good mood? How did she not think of this!

She hurriedly called "Young Madam" as she rushed upstairs.

Hansen's eyes were sharp. He took out his mobile phone and dialed Jenna's number.

Her phone was still on. Hansen breathed a sigh of relief, but no one answered it. No matter how many times he called, no one answered. He was in a complete state of panic.

Fortunately, her phone had a GPS system built into it. He turned on his GPS and finally managed to track Jenna. Soon, his face darkened and he bolted out of the house.

"Woman, if something happens to you, I won't let you go that easily!" Hansen cursed in his heart. "It's been so many years, yet you have not learned to behave nor have you learned to please me. I hate it when you're like that, you know?"

He was full of anger!

Wasn't it obvious?

I have never mingled with any other women all those days when I was with you. Even in the three years when you were not around, I only had a superficial reputation. I have never really loved any woman. I have already handed over all the secrets of the Richards Group to you. Was this not proof that I trust you? Do I have to tell you in person that I trust you?

I am a man, and men care a lot about their pride. Don't you understand? Silly woman!

He gripped the steering wheel hard. The Hummer let out a powerful roar, and the car immediately sped out of the estate.