Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 53

"Really? Don't blame me for breaking the promise. I have already promised you, but you're the one who's giving it up." Hansen squinted at her as if he didn't believe her.

Jenna didn't bother to explain to him, so she stood up to clean the table, behaving as if he didn't exist.

Hansen's mobile phone suddenly rang. He took it out and walked aside with a gloomy expression.

"Hansen, where are you?" Aria asked in a coquettish tone.

"What's the matter?" There was a hint of displeasure in Hansen's tone.

"Hansen, you promised me that you would take me out for a few days after the press conference. When are we going? Why don't we go to Maldives?" Aria said excitedly and was looking forward to it.

Did he promise her? Hansen was stunned for a while. How could he not remember?

"Well... Aria, I have something else to do now. Let's talk about it when I'm done with my work!" His sword- shaped eyebrows were tightly knitted, and his voice was indifferent. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

"Hansen, Mom said that we should go back to Richards Manor for dinner today. Come and pick me up." Aria still refused to back down, "The press conference is over. Mom said that you haven't been home for a few days. She said we must go home for dinner today."

Aria's face was full of joy, and she was very happy in her heart. After the press conference was done, and according to the schedule, it should soon be time for Hansen to discuss the marriage with her!

"Aria, go there yourself. I have something to do today. I'll go back when I'm done." Hansen brushed his hair absent-mindedly, but his eyes were fixed on Jenna, who was walking towards him. He quickly gave Aria a perfunctory answer and hung up the phone.

Jenna saw all his actions. She walked over and said calmly, "Mr. Richards, I have some private matters to settle today. I need to ask you for leave."

After saying that, she didn't care whether he agreed or not. She walked toward the bedroom and was ready to change and head out.

"Wait, where are you going?" Hansen pulled her arm and said with a face full of dissatisfaction, "Who said you could go? I haven't approved!"

"Mr. Richards." Jenna shook off his hand and raised her voice, "Although I have signed a year's contract with your company, it doesn't mean that I am selling my body. I have my own freedom, okay? In the beginning, you were worried that I would disclose the company's secrets, but now that the press conference and the designs have been completed, what's there to worry about? Can't I even go out?"

Jenna's expression didn't look good, and her voice was cold, "Besides, Mr. Richards, I'm going to move out in two days. Please tell me if there's any work within the contract's term. I'll try my best to complete it."

"Hmph, you think I will serve you? Dream on. Go to your Aria. She should be the one doing these things!" Jenna thought to herself.

After she finished her words solemnly, she turned around and walked lightly toward the bedroom.

"Move out?" Hansen's heart was suddenly emptied. He would not allow this!

She walked into the bedroom and slammed the door hard.

Her figure was light and decisive, as elegant as the wind.

Hansen was stunned. The scene of her being together with Rayan after she moved out floated in front of his eyes. His heart was filled with inexplicable confusion.

Would he care about this?

Would he, the Young Master of the Richards family, be concerned about an ex-wife that he didn't like? That was impossible.

He shook his head.

It was just a little uncomfortable. It was obvious that she deliberately said this to agitate him. How could he care about such a woman?

However, he felt as if his heart had been hollowed out. It was empty and uncomfortable.

"D*mned woman, how dare she go against me! Does she ever take me seriously?"

Hansen snorted. He didn't like the feeling of this woman opposing him. She wanted to move out? Impossible!

However, he was clear that she had only signed a year's contract. There was no reason for him to force her.

He sat down on the sofa disappointedly.

After a while, the door opened and Jenna walked out.

She was wearing a midi scarlet dress. The waist was tightly fitted, but her shoulders and back were not exposed. She was wearing a white coat and her hair was tied into a ponytail. She looked delicate and charming. She had a casual smile on her face, and it made her look very cute.

Even so, Hansen felt that it was harsh on his eyes.

"Are you trying to seduce men again with this dress?" When Jenna walked past him, he spoke sourly and sarcastically.

The smile on Jenna's face suddenly froze and she stopped her pace. She glared at him and said, "Unreasonable."

Jenna didn't want to argue with him. She said coldly, "I'll look for a house in the next few days. I'll move out as soon as I find it. By then, I won't contact you anymore."

Hansen was stunned!

He was planning to bring her for a vacation in the next few days. He wanted to buy her some jewelry and enjoy some activities that women would enjoy. Unexpectedly, not only did she not appreciate it, but she also wanted to move out. He felt angry and immediately said coldly, "Do you plan to move in with Rayan? It's a pity that his fiancee came to you. You should be careful. It's not easy to break up their marriage. Let me tell you, it's not easy to be a mistress. You might not even become his second wife. Rayan's fiancee is Hilda Smith, the daughter of Jonas Smith, the most powerful gang boss in the world. I'm afraid that she won't accept you so easily."

Hansen's words were sarcastic, but it revealed an important fact. The rumor going around was that Rayan was active in both the legal world and the underworld. It turned out that his fiancee was from the underworld. The rumor was true after all. Jenna was shocked and could not help but gasp.

However, she really couldn't bear to see the smug look on Hansen. How could he assume that she was his mistress? It was very hateful! She couldn't help but say, "Who said that I'm going to look for him? I'm going back to school today. Besides, there's nothing between us. Don't think negatively of me in the future."

Jenna said this angrily and left in her high heels.

Hansen's eyes turned slightly, and a beautiful curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

In the Ink Garden of Richards Manor, chrysanthemums were blooming in profusion. The evergreen trees were vigorous and green. Although it was already early autumn, there was no trace of autumn in the Ink Garden except for the blooming chrysanthemums.

The garden was clean and spotless.

There was a villa to the south of the large garden. It was three-stories tall, and even though its exterior decoration looked a little old, it showed off the value of the villa. The old-fashioned building, which was located in the downtown area, had been listed as a key cultural inheritance of the country. It was passed down from the ancestors to the present generation. The Richards Manor had an extraordinary charm. It had been through a lot but it was well preserved.

It was said that this villa was designed by a famous building designer in the past. It was a typical quaint building in A city. The history behind the Richards family was depicted on it.

Some people estimated that the unique garden-style building of Richards Manor and its location in the golden area had already made it a priceless asset. Not to mention the other properties that were owned by Hansen Richards.

That was why the Richards family had attracted so many people's attention.

Vivian Delia, Hansen's grandmother, sat on the lounge chair by the window. She was already 90 years old. Despite her age, her ears were sharp, her eyes were bright, and her bones were strong. She was dressed in a dark red suit. The shirt was embroidered with a luxurious phoenix and a dark red pearl. She wore a pair of black trousers, looking noble and dignified.

A middle- aged woman in a pair of glasses was dressed in the work suit of the Richards family. She was standing by her side and reading the newspaper with a soft voice.

Grandma Richards closed her eyes and looked as if she was asleep.

"Meroy, have you finished reading?" Grandma Richards asked. Her special care staff, Meroy, thought that she was already asleep.

"Yes, Old Madam," Meroy replied softly and respectfully.

"Is Hansen here yet?" Grandma Richards suddenly opened her eyes, which were shining with the sharpness accumulated over the years. She didn't look like a 90-year-old woman at all.

Just then, footsteps could be heard.

"Old Madam, the Young Master has arrived," Meroy smiled and said softly.

"Yes," Grandma Richards nodded. "Let him in."

Meroy acknowledged it and went out quietly.

Hansen was standing outside with an uneasy look on his face.

"Meroy, how is grandma doing these days?" He saw Meroy and greeted her politely. Today, when he came out of the apartment, he received a phone call from Meroy. She said that Grandma Richards had something to talk to him about.

Usually, grandma would not bother for him for no reason. Moreover, grandma lived in seclusion all year round and did not care about the family's matters. At this time, what kind of things did grandma need to talk to him about? Thinking that he had not seen her for a long time, he felt a little uneasy.

Deep down in his heart, he respected his grandma very much. She would never blame a person easily, nor would she force others to do anything. However, he was a special case!

Four years ago, Grandma Richards ordered him to marry Jenna. It was decided that his marriage would not be blissful and that his love life would be ruined from then on.

At that time, he was in great pain, anger, and resentment, but he could do nothing about it!

He was indignant.

Until now, he was still upset at being tortured by that woman every day! This was the aftereffects brought about by his grandmother's decision.

He always thought that his grandma was wise, but at that time, she made him marry Jenna. Not only was she unwise, but in Hansen's eyes, it was a wrong decision. It was this wrong decision that shamed the Richards family three years ago. The Richards Group was in a precarious situation, and his father was lying in the hospital. Even Jenna was not happy. Because of this, he rarely visited the Ink Garden in recent years.

In his heart, he was somewhat dissatisfied with his grandma and still held a grudge against her.

"Don't worry. Old Madam is in good health." Meroy smiled, "Let's go in. Old Madam is waiting for you!"

"Okay, thank you, Meroy." Hansen felt a little relieved and walked toward the old woman who was lying in the room.