Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 242

Hansen kissed her carefully as if she was a piece of porcelain and made love to her until the two reached orgasm. Just as the unprecedented sense of joy spread all over Jenna's body, she heard Hansen whispering in her ears, "Jenna, let's have a baby."

The word 'baby' rang like a bell in Jenna's brain, awakening her instantly. She opened her eyes and got a little frightened.

Did he like children?

He might.

But so what?

"Isn't there a woman bearing a child for you?" The passion they had a moment ago immediately lost into nothingness and she started shivering all over her body. These unrealistic expectations hit her hard.

"No, Jenna, I only want to have a family with you, not with any other woman." Hansen knew what she meant and tried to comfort her.

"Nonsense." Jenna suddenly pushed him away and shouted, "Go away, you b*stard. Although you didn't intend to have a child with Aria, it is still a living being; it's innocent. How can you abandon it?"

Jenna's words made Hansen's heart tremble.

"Jenna, I only want your child. Forgive me for this is out of my own selfishness." He caressed her face and kissed her eyes softly, his words showing his pain.

Jenna didn't speak, she had no reason to move further into the subject.

Since she couldn't let go of him and succumbed before him once again, what else was there to say?

The bathroom was full of steam as they began to soak their bodies in warm water.

Hansen gently rubbed her body and when his hands slid to her lower abdomen, he joked, "Jenna, you're having a tiny belly already."

These words made Jenna feel uncomfortable.

"Let's go out, I want to sleep," she said with a tired expression. The passion they had earlier on consumed a lot of her energy and she was exhausted.

"Okay." Hansen pitied her. After they were done, he carried Jenna to the bed.

He was lying on his side, holding Jenna tightly in his arms, and the two eventually fell asleep.

This was the first time they slept so peacefully in each other's arms after their fight the last time.

It was a peaceful night where they enjoyed a deep sleep without dreams, they had only each other. The next day, they were awakened by the nurse's bell.

It was time to change Hansen's bandages.

Of course.

Jenna never expected to take care of him for six days and six nights, feeding him every day and helping him get up from the bed.

Was his injury really so serious? Jenna thought as she doubted that.

Hansen, on the other hand, took this opportunity to act brazenly. Jenna was helpless as she could not object; he was injured for her sake.

With his companion these days, Jenna slept soundly and even the child in her belly seemed to sense his father's love. Jenna woke up every morning with her belly bloated. Although she was very hungry, she would feel nauseous after eating something. But after she threw up quietly in the toilet, she wanted to eat again.

Hansen was constantly nagging. Ever since eating the noodles Jenna cooked that night, he insisted for Jenna to continue preparing food for him. Or else, he would starve himself.

Jenna didn't have much to do, hence she bought some ingredients, prepared a few dishes, and spent the rest of the day looking after Trevor and her mother. From time to time, she had to serve Hansen who was behaving like a five-year-old. Thanks to the help from Aunt Lee, she was not as tired as she expected.

When night fell, Hansen held Jenna in his arms.

As his hand slid across her back, his hand lingered on the scar and his heart ached. He couldn't help but whisper, "Jenna, why did you shield me from the knife that day? Where did your courage come from?"

That day, she was lying in his arms covered in a pool of blood. He was terrified, shouting at her to wake her up. His body was tense and trembling in fear.

He was afraid that she would leave him like that; he was afraid that he would never see her again.

At that moment, he knew.

He couldn't live without her. The person he truly loved was her; his love for her was so deep, he could never forget her.

The fear at that time made him feel grateful at present.

She survived and she still belonged to him.

This was why he didn't care about everything and wanted to have her by his side. He was determined to forgive her past mistakes and love her forever.

Jenna closed her eyes and said nothing.

She didn't want to admit that she rushed forward to protect him because she loved him.

Otherwise, his self- confidence would be through the roofs again.

"Why are you not answering me?" Seeing her pretending to be asleep, Hansen pouted. He lightly nibbled on her earlobes and his hands slowly moved to her chest to tease her.

Jenna couldn't help but moan when his hand touched her sensitive area. With such a soft hum, Hansen's whole body was lit on fire all of a sudden and he craved for her body again. His insides burned with passion as his restless hands roamed over her body, his lips and tongue overtaking hers. This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

Jenna opened her eyes and suddenly hugged his neck, begging, "Hansen, I am so tired. Please stop, my stomach is very uncomfortable."

Hansen's heart tightened and he raised his head, his hands frozen mid-action.

"Jenna, are you unwell? You looked weak these few days. Let's go to the doctor and let him have a check, " he hugged her and suggested gently.

"No, it's alright. I'm just tired and want to sleep," Jenna said in a low voice, barely audible. "Don't forget your promise. Let me sleep in peace."

Hansen gaped. Yes, he did promise her.

She would take care of him, cook him food, even coax him and feed him, provided that he won't touch her.

"Well, fine. I'll let you go this time." He gritted his teeth as suspicion bloomed in his heart. "When you get better, I won't let you go so easily."

He had a hard time controlling his desire recently.

Except for occasional quickies, she didn't agree at other times. He couldn't bear to disrespect her decisions, hence he could only suppress himself.

Looking at her determination, he didn't dare to persuade her further. Thinking of this, he felt annoyed. This woman was a lot to deal with, he thought. These days, he craved for her body, her kisses, the feeling of him inside her. The burning flame did not extinguish but burned brighter all night and it was a struggle to hold it in.

After a while, he heard Jenna snore. Soon, she was off to dreamland.

Hansen smiled helplessly. Fortunately, Jenna cooked a variety of dishes to keep his tummy full these days. At night, she accompanied him to sleep as well. After a few days, he was more energetic. Furthermore, he seemed to have gained weight.

However, it was not a good thing that he regained his energy as he has to face such a seductive body appearing in front of him every day. It made his throat dry and uncomfortable all day.

Nevertheless, he loved her and he didn't want to break his promise nor go against her will. He did as he promised but he secretly wondered what was going on with her body. She was weak all day long but she wasn't sick. She was eating properly but she was always tired and sleepy. He decided to take her to see a doctor soon.

Since their fight, their days in the hospital were the best days they had. Hansen was actually relieved that he was injured and hospitalized.

"Jenna, why did you get up so early?" Jenna woke up early and Hansen was awakened by the noise. He hugged her and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Hansen, I have to go back to Richards Manor today. I have to check on Sabrina and the New Year banquet." Jenna pushed him away and replied quickly after getting dressed.

"Baby, do you still have to worry about these things? I mean, you have such a capable husband sitting here," Hansen said inexplicably as he stretched his body under the covers.

"What do you mean?" Jenna looked down at him. Hansen seemed quite confident. Could it be...?

Hansen watched her studying him with her head tilted to a side. With a smile, he said, "Baby, don't worry. I've given it a thought these days when you were here."

"Really?" Jenna's eyes glowed.

Hansen sat up and motioned her over.

When Jenna approached, she saw a beautiful mind map on Hansen's computer. When she took a closer look, it was the design she had in mind for the New Year banquet and her eyes lit up.

"Baby, don't worry, I have already contacted someone the past few days. Sabrina can give instructions and make sure everything goes according to your plan. As for you, just stay with me here." Hansen gave her a wink and grinned.

Jenna breathed a sigh of relief. Hansen was indeed a detailed person.

"Wow, that's so kind of you," Jenna said half-sarcastical ly with a slight smile on her face.

"You don't know me well. There are still so many things unknown to you." With a smirk, Hansen pressed Jenna onto the bed and touched her face.

Jenna stared at him, biting her lip.

"No touching, you promised."

Hansen groaned and said bitterly, "Cunning."

Jenna smiled slightly and slid her hand up to touch her stomach but did not respond to him.

"Baby, I don't want to pressurize you but you have to make sure the New Year's banquet runs well. It is related to the reputation of Richards Manor and it is also the very first event you have organized since you became head of the manor. It must be done well." Hansen added, "Grandma is willing to spend so much money, you should know how much she expects from you. Of course, you can rest assured, I will fully support you."

'Grandma'- when this word appeared out of nowhere, Jenna's heart suddenly started racing.

Vivian's heart disease and the replaced medicine incident were a big deal.

In the past few days, Jenna had been calling Ink Garden to inquire about Vivian’ s condition. Meroy said that ever since they changed the location of the medicine storage, Vivian's heart attacks did not happen anymore. Even so, it was still crucial to find out who wanted to kill Vivian. Jenna was afraid something worse would occur if they still couldn't find the culprit.

She glanced at Hansen, who just shut his eyes, before sitting on the edge of the bed. She hesitated for a moment and said with a serious tone, "Hansen, I want to tell you something and you have to listen to me carefully."