Getting My Ex-wife Back

Loneliness encircled Jenna when she lay in bed at night. She woke up several times in the middle of her sleep.

She felt scared being alone.

Not knowing how she would endure such long nights alone in the future, she wondered when would days like this end.

She stroked her belly with her hand.

There was always a faint, bloating pain in her belly. She felt as if it was going to blow up at any second. She looked up information from the internet and found that this was a normal sign during the development of the fetus. Her belly was going to be like a huge, round cannonball.

The more she thought about it, the more afraid she became.

After two days of rest, she was ready to start her plan. In any case, she should not stay in Richards Manor for too long and she must leave before her belly got bigger.

It was said that winter nights were very long. Jenna had nothing to do all day, somehow dozing off into dreamland every now and then. Thus, she woke up quite early in the morning.

She stayed in her bedroom for a whole day the day before. This day, she thought of taking a walk and breathing in the fresh morning air.

When she was about to head downstairs, she swept a glance at the sofa.

The day before, she remembered hearing Hansen say that he would sleep on the sofa at night.

As if to verify it, her eyes subconsciously glanced at the sofa.

It was still early. The living room was terribly quiet and there was no sign of Hansen sleeping on the sofa. There was not even a trace of ruffled blankets or so. It was just empty.

She was so naïve to truly believe that he would sleep on the sofa alone!

She seriously needed to snap out of her fantasies!

Jenna quickly looked away from the sofa. She turned and walked toward the garden outside.

In the winter morning, the air was cold and humid.

Having been so used to staying under the warmth of the heater in Richards Manor, it was difficult to get used to the striking chillness outside.

As soon as she walked out of the house, she was attacked by the cold wind. Fortunately, she had put on the sable coat in advance.

Then, she strolled along the gravel path in the garden.

A thin layer of frost covered the withered flowers in the garden, even the evergreen plants were coated by the snow. Their drooping leaves made it seem like they had lost their spirit.

After all, it was mid-winter; all she felt was defeat and utter loneliness.

Jenna sighed softly, nostalgia creeping up in her heart.

There was a snow-white gravel road in front which would lead her directly to the gym.

She stood there, her thoughts far away.

Her legs had carried her here unknowingly.

She remembered that Hansen used to go to the gym at this time in the morning.

But, the road was empty that day. She did not see his tall and strong figure in his branded sweatshirts. Now that she thought of it, he must still be sleeping in bed with Aria!

What man was willing to leave a beautiful lady in his arms and come out to exercise on such a cold day?

There was a wry smile at the corner of Jenna’s mouth, her heart shuddering in fear.

She could not believe herself. She had thought of that d*mned b*stard again and came all the way here.

Was she waiting for him, hoping to see him?

What kind of ridiculous thought was this! It was too terrifying!

Thinking of this, she could not help but be dumbfounded.

The d*mned Hansen had occupied such a big part in her heart that all she could think of was him!

She wanted to forget him but she was drowning in her love toward him; there was no escape.

The bitterness in her heart grew deeper and deeper.

Hurriedly, she fled back to her bedroom.

After three consecutive days of the same routine, Jenna just stayed in her room all day. There was no way she could go out as she would vomit from time to time.

She did not want anyone to know about her pregnancy, hence she hid in the room.

In the past three days, she did not see Aria, nor went down to see Marissa. Of course, she did not see Hansen either. It was as if her world had gone completely mute.

The Richards Manor was also quiet.

The world was completely silent.

In order to let herself forget about everything and to relieve the nauseating sensation, she chose to spend these days in front of the computer as usual as she concentrated on car designing.

One day, she was entirely focused on making changes to her car design and she realized that she had been working until late night.

Suddenly, an email notification popped up on the lower right corner of the computer screen.

Taking a closer look, she saw that it was from abroad.

Her heart skipped a beat and she quickly opened the email.

It was sent by Rayan.

The moment she saw his name, she felt like they had not seen each other for centuries.

How much time has passed ever since he left A city?

After careful calculation, Jenna realized that it had been several months.

They never contacted each other since then and she seemed to have forgotten him completely. It was only at this moment when the message popped up did she remember him. He was the man who had treated her the best, more than anyone else.

An apologetic feeling surged up in her heart.

The email was short, with only three lines. It read, “Jenna, how are you? It’s been a long time. I’m coming to A city, see you then.”

The three sentences were enough to make her gasp.

Rayan was coming back?

Her heart pounded.

What would she do?

How could she have dared to see him?

In a mere few months, she had changed so much!

Moreover, she was pregnant with Hansen’s child! The d*mned Hansen Richards!

How could she explain it to him?

No. She could not meet him. It would only make him look down on her even more!

Feeling nervous, Jenna hesitated before responding with a message, “Rayan, I’m doing fine. Thank you for asking.”

Just like that, the reply was sent.

She did not mention anything about him coming to A city. She was too embarrassed to meet him. How would she even bring it up?

After sending the message, she stood up and felt her throat running dry. She went to have some water.

When she walked over, she found that the glass was empty.

That night, Jenna was easily thirsty for no reason. It was unusual. Aunt Ella had brought her a jug of water before going to bed and she finished it in less than two hours. She had even felt a little hungry. Although she had been throwing up these two days, she still had her appetite. Often, she would get very hungry and craved for sour food.

Looking at the clock on the wall, it was already one o’clock in the morning.

At this time, Aunt Ella had already fallen asleep. Jenna would not ask her to get up so that she could bring her some water and food as she was old.

There was no other way, therefore she decided that she would go to the ground floor herself. She was really not used to drinking from the water dispenser. Every time she drank it, she would have diarrhea. She had to ask Aunt Ella to boil some water and bring it up.

Putting on a coat, she took the jug and turned on the lights in the hallway, tiptoeing down the stairs.

The water heater was in the dining room, which was connected to the kitchen.

She could get something to eat in the kitchen while she waited for the water to boil.

Jenna’s mouth tasted bitter as if everything she ate had drastically changed flavors. She clearly disliked sour food before but she craved them all the time at present. Instead, she found the sweet desserts that she loved in the past disgusting.

It was bizarre and she was worried that she would hate desserts in the future. She wouldn’t want to!

She liked sweet treats the most when she was young.

It seemed that pregnancy was no joke.

She came to the living room in light steps and walked toward the dining room.

She heard the sound of faint breathing.

Jenna was taken aback and searched for the source of the sound.

She saw a person lying on the sofa without a blanket, snoring.

With a single glance, she knew that it was a man. The lights in the living room were dim but she was still able to make out who he was.

It was Hansen whom she had not seen for several days!

Why was he sleeping in the living room?

Startled, she looked at him.

Although there were heaters indoors, it was freezing outside. He should have had a blanket with him. The interior was relatively warm but it was still only 20 degrees Celsius. The temperature would get even lower in the middle of the night.

Nevertheless, this was none of her business!

Shoving her feelings aside, she turned around and was about to leave.

“Jenna, don’t go.” As she wanted to head toward the dining room, she heard Hansen calling in a low voice. He was mumbling as if he was sleep-talking.

She froze and her footsteps paused.

“Jenna, please, don’t go,” he murmured.

She flinched, her legs growing too heavy to move.

She could hear that it was him talking in his sleep. His voice was very soft with a hint of sadness and begging.

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Her dainty hands fell on her belly. No matter what had happened, this man was the father to her baby. He left such a deep mark in her heart. Whether it was humiliation or affection, it was not one to be easily forgotten.

How could she be so cold?

Despite that, she had made up her mind to forget about all of this!

She looked at him, a plethora of feelings welling up in her. She figured that he would catch a cold lying there in that manner.

“Jenna, Jenna, please don’t go,” he turned over and called for her softly. His breath was heavy and it seemed that he was in deep sleep.

She stood in hesitation.

She eventually went to take out a blanket from the nearby storage room. She quietly walked over and covered him up. Then, she was prepared to leave, promising herself that she would never be a busybody again.

“Jenna, don’t go.” She had just turned around when her hand was grasped.

What? He wasn’t asleep!

The moment he grabbed her hand, she cursed in her heart. In an instant, her world was spinning and she had been pulled into a big, strong embrace.

…

Before she could comprehend what was going on, she was laid down on the sofa as Hansen positioned himself above her.

“A*shole, were you faking it?” She felt dizzy from the anger. She was flustered as a shade of red appeared on her face.

The smell of alcohol came out of his mouth. He had taken some but it looked like he did not drink much as she saw the light in his eyes. They were clear as day.

“Jenna, did you miss me? You still can’t forget me, can you?” Hansen grinned while he touched her face, feeling a little proud.

“I did not! You b*stard, let me go immediately.” She was so vexed that her nostrils flared.

D*mn it, he tricked her!

This man was awful!

“No? Why did you cover me with a blanket then? Stop denying it.” His face glowed and his eyes were shining, bright and tender. Hansen was very pleased that Jenna had cared for him like this. He knew that she still held him in her heart and he was in immense joy.