Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 269

"Jenna!" He pushed the door open only to find the room empty. Not only was Jenna nowhere in sight, but all the decorations had also been removed completely. He bellowed in frustration, "Where are you? What on earth is going on?"

After a while, Aunt Ella dashed into the room. Upon seeing Hansen's expression, she understood what happened immediately. Tears welled up in her eyes as she said quivering, "Young Master, Madam Marissa already instructed the servants to clean up this room before Aria moves in after your wedding."

Tears coursed down Aunt Ella's cheeks. She missed Jenna terribly. Jenna was such a good person. What did she do to deserve this?

"Wedding?" Hansen was stunned and his expression darkened. "Who said that? Why don't I know anything about it?"

"Madam Marissa announced it. It's all over the news. The guests have already been invited." Tears split over and flowed down her face like a river escaping a dam.

Realization dawned on Hansen as he recalled what happened the day before. His face turned ashen and he slumped onto the couch.

"Young Master, are you splitting up with Young Madam?" Aunt Ella asked in a shivering voice.

Hansen rubbed his temples. He was getting a headache.

"Young Master, if I might be so bold as to request, can I go and work at Ink Garden instead? Please help me. I have been working at Richards Manor for a very long time and I'm getting old," Aunt Ella asked, hardly able to control the trembling of her lower jaw. If Aria really moved into Richards

Manor, all the servants would have a hard time in the future. She hoped beyond measure to go to Ink Garden. After all, she was retiring soon.

Hansen rested his head on his hand and closed his eyes. He was utterly confused.

"Young Master, why don't you beg Vivian for help? She might have an idea," Aunt Ella suggested, knowing what was on his mind.

Hansen sat in silence.

At that moment, voices rang from the corridor.

Marissa was leading a group of people upstairs.

"You guys have to decorate and change the design of this floor in the shortest time possible. The room should be luxurious and comfortable," Marissa instructed the person next to her as they walked upstairs.

"All right, Madam," the person replied immediately, trying to please her.

Hansen was going to marry Earl's daughter; it was a strong alliance. Anyone could foresee their bright future ahead. It was only natural for people to wish to please her.

Marissa enjoyed the attention and was secretly gleeful.

They pushed the door open.

Soon, Marissa was taken aback.

Hansen was standing in the bedroom. His icy stare bored into them, making it hard for them not to back away.

"Mom, what are you doing?" he asked. His expression was unreadable.

"Hansen, you are here." Marissa was unaffected by his withering stare and entered the room. She said with an air of nonchalance, "It's great that you are here. I have something to discuss with you."

"Mom, be frank with me, why did you bring these people over?" Hansen pointed at the people behind her and demanded an explanation.

"Hansen, this will be the room you will be sharing with Aria in the future. I must decorate it before your wedding ceremony," Marissa averted her gaze and responded calmly.

"Mom, ask them to leave right now," Hansen bellowed without even glancing in her direction.

His expression made their hairs stand on end. They looked at one another in confusion.

"You guys can go out first." Marissa was also worried that Hansen would blow a fuse. Hence, she sent them out quickly.

Hansen kicked the door shut.

"Mom, why didn't you ask for my opinion before you do anything? You don't even know how to respect me. This is my room with Jenna. It is now and it will be in the future. Nobody can change that. The rooms on the second floor belong to her. How dare you charge in without permission? You are going against the law. Don't you know that?" Rage coursed through his veins. He was furious as Marissa acted on her own accord.

Marissa knew what he was thinking and sighed. "Hansen, I know how you are feeling but this is Aria's request. She wants to live in this room. Do I have a choice?" Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

"So what? She is nothing compared to Jenna. Tell her, nobody is allowed to destroy this place. If anyone dares to do anything to this room, then try it and we'll see what I'll do." Hansen sneered.

"Hansen, you will only make things awkward for me." Marissa knew that Hansen was determined to protect the room from any damage but Aria was going to move in. How could she not fulfill the request?

"Since you are flustered, then don't do anything," Hansen said coldly.

"Hansen, Jenna has already promised to pass Aria the inheritance right of Richards Group. If that's the case, the room belongs to Aria. She has the right to decide what will become of it," Marissa tried to persuade him.

"Enough." Hansen was simmering with anger. He shot her a withering stare and sneered. "Mom, you guys are indeed heartless. You not only want to drive Jenna away, you even want her inheritance. Only you and Aria could be this ruthless. I finally understood why Jenna wanted to leave no matter how I begged her to stay. You guys are so snobbish and heartless."

Hansen was holding the seashell stained with blood tightly in his hand. That was the only thing Jenna left in Richards Manor. He saved it by getting himself into a fight with Rayan. However, he did not regret fighting with Rayan. At least, he saved one of the seashells. It was his only memory of Jenna.

Marissa's face turned pale. What Hansen said made her blood run cold. The pain in her chest couldn't equate with the pain and distress shooting through her like cold fire. She knew that she was going to lose her son forever.

"Hansen, don't blame me for being cruel. I'm doing everything for your own good," she responded in a hoarse voice. Tears threatened to spill from her eyes.

"If you really care about me, then please, don't do anything," Hansen retorted indignantly. "I won't appreciate what you did. If Aria insists on getting married to me, then so be it. However, don't expect me to treat her like my wife."

"Hansen, Earl has already announced the wedding date and rumors are spreading like wildfire. Everyone already knows that Aria is pregnant and the child is yours. What choice do we have except for marrying her? It's not like I had a choice," Marissa said dejectedly as she wiped away her tears.

Hansen remained stubborn despite the circumstances. She could only try to resolve the matter herself.

After all, this was her son. No matter what he did, she had to consider his future.

He was in a bad mood due to the recent incidents. It was only natural for him to be smoldered with resentment.

"Mom, if you had no other choices, you could have chosen to just sit back and leave everything to fate. Since you gave your consent to the marriage without discussing with me, you can settle it yourself." Hansen left without a backward glance after finishing his sentence.

Marissa felt a stab in her heart and her temper spiked.

"Hansen, how dare you talk to me in this manner," she yelled. "Tell me! What else can we do aside from agreeing to the marriage? I did not force you to marry Aria but this is the best solution given the current situation. I never expected you to be filial but at least, you should learn to respect me. You should take responsibility for your actions. I did not make Aria pregnant. This is your responsibility as a man."

Hansen paused for a while. His expression darkened and he left without saying anything.

Meanwhile, at Ink Garden, Sabrina was in distress as she gazed gloomily at the sky.

She hadn't seen Jenna for a long time. They had been busy preparing for the New Year's banquet for three days. To their dismay, they received news of the marriage between Hansen and Aria.

The news served as a major blow to her.

She was beginning to lose hope in Richards Manor.

Sabrina was so disgusted by Aria. Many thoughts crossed her mind for the past few days.

"Sabrina, what's the matter? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Norton strode into Ink Garden only to find Sabrina looking dejected. He couldn't help but smile when he saw her.

"Norton, the men in the Richards family are truly a*sholes. They are not reliable at all. I'm so disappointed." She sulked and pouted when she saw Norton.

"Oh." Norton almost jumped out of his skin when he heard her remark. Did she find out what he had done? His heart raced as he asked anxiously, "Sabrina, did I offend you? Why are you disappointed in me?"

Sabrina was stunned and shifted her gaze to his face. He was staring anxiously at her. She suddenly laughed. "Norton, I'm not referring to you. Why are you panicking?"

"Oh, so it's not about me." Norton heaved a sigh of relief. Her remark piqued his curiosity, therefore he couldn't help but ask, "Who are you referring to? Don't tell me you are referring to my dad?"

"Norton, you are so naughty." Sabrina was amused and patted him on his head. "You know that I'm not referring to him. Don't pull my leg. I'm talking about Hansen."

Upon hearing what she said, a smile crossed his face. "Why? Do you like Hansen and wish to marry him?" he teased.

"Norton, don't blabber nonsense." Sabrina was indignant and stomped her feet.

"Okay, I'll stop joking around." Norton grinned when he saw Sabrina flushing crimson. He inquired, "What's the matter then? Tell me, I'm curious."

"Norton, I didn't expect Hansen to be so ruthless. Jenna is so outstanding. No woman is a match for her. She is smart, considerate, kind, and beautiful, yet she did not receive the love she deserved. Aria? Who does she think she is? How dare Hansen choose her over Jenna and marry her? What a weird taste. I'm disappointed in the Richards family," Sabrina remarked as her frustration kicked in.