Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 258

"What an overbearing, self-righteous man you are!" Jenna warned him. Seemingly not yet satisfied, she immediately scoffed, "Who do you think you are? My heaven, my earth, or perhaps my master? What a joke."

"Exactly! I am dominating you and you'll never escape from me in your lifetime," Hansen curled his lips to a devilish smile as he said selfishly.

Jenna smiled coldly and her expression tensed up. Her gaze seemed lackluster.

"Don't you dare doubt me. Stop challenging my limits," Hansen threatened when he saw that she didn't believe him at all.

"Fine, just let me go now. I need to take a bath." Jenna didn't give him a reply. Her heart was in a mess and she did not feel like engaging in this kind of unnecessary argument with him. She felt really tired. Not only was she physically exhausted, but she was mentally drained as well. She reached out and nudged him weakly as she said, "I'm very tired, can you leave?"

"Okay." Hansen listened to her this time and sat up obediently. He saw the hint of loneliness and sorrow flashing across Jenna's eyes, and her expression full of fatigue made his heart ache as well. "Take a shower first and you can eat after that."

He was tender and considerate as he said with an almost heart-melting attitude.

Jenna was internally distressed. As she was surrounded by his affectionate love, she couldn't help but think of her negotiation with Aria in the hospital that day. Her thoughts were as messy as a net and it felt like the net was slowly tightening over time as it reached for her heart. Her heart was aching as the net persistently strangled her. She shut her eyes weakly as tears streamed from the corners of her eyes.

"What's wrong, silly?" Hansen stroke Jenna's face gently and soon he came into contact with the drops of warm tears trickling from the corner of her eye. His heart throbbed in pain as he asked hurriedly.

Jenna kept her eyes shut and said nothing but her tears kept flowing.

"What happened to you?" Hansen was puzzled. He leaned closer and embraced her in his arms as he asked with panic arising from the bottom of his heart.

Jenna opened her eyes abruptly and wrapped her arms around his neck. She got closer to his ears and whispered pleadingly, "Hansen, marry Aria."

"What?" Hansen was astounded. He thought that he had heard it wrong as he sat in a daze. Suddenly, he felt like laughing. This woman must be testing him!

As he was thinking about how to answer her, he heard her saying in a firm tone again, "Hansen, marry Aria."

Hansen heard it clearer this time. His mouth went ajar and he was utterly speechless.

He couldn't believe his ears. If such words were said by someone else, he wouldn't feel strange at all, but when it came from her, it almost felt like a dream.

"Jenna, what nonsense are you talking about?" After a moment, he smiled and scolded her gently. Jenna was probably doubtful with herself and that was why she wanted to test him in this way. Although it made him feel uncomfortable, he understood that she did it because she cares about him. With this thought in mind, he did not feel annoyed anymore and was even secretly happy about it.

"Marry Aria," Jenna's unambiguous voice rang in his ears again.

Three times. She said it three times in a row!

Hansen heard it clearly and was certain that it was true!

"Hey, enough joking." His expression darkened.

"I never joke," Jenna replied indifferently.

Did she mean it? Hansen looked at her skeptically and checked her out. He then put his hand on her forehead and muttered to himself, "It's not a fever, are you probably too tired to think straight? Okay then, you should have an early night after eating."

"No, I want you to promise me first," Jenna stood up from his arms and said categorically.

As she escaped from his embrace, Hansen felt empty in his arms. Inexplicably, his heart felt empty as well.

Her words were decisive and it didn't seem like it was said on a whim. It felt like she had considered it for a long time.

"Never," he refused uncompromisingly as he stood up. With a gloomy expression on his face, he said, "Don't test my patience."

"No, Hansen, I mean what I said. Please promise me you'll marry Aria, I beg you," Jenna voiced with a serious expression. "She is pregnant with your child. You should marry her; it's your responsibility as a man."

Hansen stared glumly at her, who was standing in front of him. His body froze as his solemn face tensed up. Then, he turned around and said flatly, "That's never going to happen."

"But Hansen, you should marry her." Jenna's hand clenched the hem of his clothes tightly.

If Hansen could agree to marry Aria willingly, she would not need to further hurt him with aggressive behaviors just to make him give up on her. It would be a good outcome for both of them.

However, Hansen's gaze darkened gradually. He stared straight at her with looks that kill.

Jenna felt weak at that instant and she felt like she could no longer speak.

"You are worried about me, right? Are you worried that I will be harmed by Earl?" He sighed suddenly as he stroked her hair and asked caringly.

Jenna's mouth was slightly ajar.

"Don't worry, I am a man and will not be harmed by him. Believe me, I can handle everything and I will never allow anyone to hurt you as well. To protect you and to marry you is my actual responsibility as a man, do you understand?" he said softly with a gentle tone while holding her in a warm embrace and patted her on the back lightly.

She must be too tired. She was too tired to even think straight and she wasn't paying attention to what she was saying, Hansen thought.

In his arms, Jenna felt a lump in her throat and she felt like she was gonna tear up but she bit her lip tightly and shook her head.

"Hansen, even if it's for my sake, please promise to marry Aria, would you? I will be very grateful to you," she said firmly and unyieldingly as she pushed him away stubbornly.

Hansen's expression darkened again and there was a hint of annoyance in his gaze.

"Jenna, take your words back and I'll pretend I have never heard anything just now. If you continue saying things like this, you'll really infuriate me." There was no tenderness in his tone at this point as he warned her gravely.

However, Jenna didn't give up. She continued insensibly, "Hansen, I mean it, you should marry Aria. Inform her the date of marriage immediately. Trust me, I sincerely hope you do this."

Enough is enough! Hansen's patience had reached its limit.

"Hey, stop thinking that you can do whatever you want and talk nonsense in front of me just because I care about you and I love you. My patience has its limits." His eyebrows scrunched together as his eyes shot daggers at Jenna.

Jenna's head was throbbing as she felt a sudden blackout. His eyes were full of rage as if it was filled with gushing lava that could hurt her. She bit her lip tightly and lowered her head without saying anything.

"Jenna, I'll wait for you on the first floor to eat later. Wash up and go down soon." After a while, Hansen began to speak again.

He spoke warmly without any anger in his tone.

Well, this meant that he agreed, right?

Jenna felt delighted and crestfallen at the same time.

She was delighted that she was able to convince him but she felt sad deep in her heart. The pain felt excruciatingly real as if it was incised on her heart and it hurt so much that it made her frown painfully. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Hansen's tall figure finally walked out of the room.

Jenna's tears gushed out of her eyes like a river without an embankment.

With tears in her eyes, she looked for her pajamas absent-mindedly. After a long time, she found a set of fluffy pajamas, took them out and darted into the bathroom.

The rushing water drowned her tears and it seemed like it soaked her heart as well.

She felt an acute pain in her heart.

Those memories hit her like a freight train and she couldn't help but think of the traces of them in the past.

In the future, how could she forget him?

How could she live alone with their child, does she have the courage to do so?

But at that moment, she had to push him away with her own hands and push him into the arms of another woman.

Was this what she wanted?

She rinsed her body repeatedly as if she was trying to wash away everything in the past. However, she just felt more and more pain in her heart.

After she finished bathing, Aunt Ella called from downstairs and told her that dinner was ready.

Jenna replied and went downstairs.

Marissa did not come back. She was probably staying with Aria in the Maternity and Child Health Hospital.

Hansen was sitting in the living room reading the newspaper. His expression was the usual, calm and stoic. His thick black hair was dark and shiny because of the light from the ceiling lamp, and his side profile was dashing under the light.

As he saw her walk down, he raised his head and glanced at her with his deep eyes, with an expression as calm as ever.

"You're here. Are you hungry? Come, let's eat." He stood up, held her hands, and walked towards the dining room.

Jenna felt uneasy. What did he mean by this?

Why did he seem so nonchalant about this? Did he not even feel a hint of sadness that he had to leave her?

Without resisting, she let him hold her.

That day, it was only the two of them having a meal. Since such a peaceful and warm moment would be very rare in the future, she might as well cherish it.

The two sat down at the dining table.

"Come on, have some chicken soup." Hansen took the bowl in front of her and scooped up some soup for her eagerly, helping her with the dishes she liked. The atmosphere was warm and loving.

Aunt Ella smiled gladly as she saw how loving they were with each other.

As long as the Young Master loved the Young Madam, and as long as he was determined to marry her, the Young Madam did not have to worry about anything. In this, she believed in the Young Master.

"Eat more, it's not good for women to be too thin." Hansen, like the gentleman he was, picked up another piece of chicken wings that Jenna liked and placed it into her bowl.

"Thank you," Jenna thanked him softly.

The corners of Hansen's mouth curled up into a small smile unconsciously.

They had the meal in a serene and warm, and almost romantic atmosphere.

After the meal, Jenna returned to the second floor. Hansen did not follow her upstairs as he went out of the door after picking up a call.

She climbed into bed early and fell into slumber dispiritedly.

She and Hansen were destined to have no future.

Her head was painfully throbbing while her stomach was uncomfortably bloating. She couldn't think about anything and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night right when she flipped over, she came into a warm and built chest. Unknowingly, the feeling of that familiar chest had been embedded in the depths of her memory as she habitually snuggled into the embrace. She found a comfortable position and fell into deep sleep again. When she opened her eyes again, although the thick curtains blocked the sunlight from outside, Jenna knew that it was already quite late.

She moved in an attempt to turn over and sit up but found that a strong arm was wrapped around her waist. She looked down in shock.