Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 109

Although she could not be sure if Hansen really loved her or not, his passion was so real, as was the desire that was so strong that he wanted her so badly.

To her, the feeling was satisfying and very real. She even became obsessed with this feeling, hoping to have it forever. She hugged him tightly and wanted to have him forever too. Although the possibility of her succeeding was very small, she still thought that she should fight for it so that she wouldn't have any regrets in the future.

She really loved him and didn't want to leave him at all. They were already closely connected physically and also mentally.

If she lost him, she might never feel happy again.

They entangled themselves fiercely in the hot spring until the night came. In the countless violent collisions with Hansen, she was repeatedly on cloud nine, experiencing the ultimate pleasure of being a woman.

A woman being with her beloved man was the happiest thing ever.

She had it now, even if it was just a flash in the pan, she didn't mind at all. As the song lyrics goes, "as long as you own it for a moment, it does not need to be forever."

Aria stayed restlessly in the Richards Manor all day. She could not be at ease as long as Hansen was absent.

She kept calling his cell phone, but the only reply she got was the same annoying voice that sounded repeatedly, "Sorry, the number you have dialed is not reachable at the moment."

He must be with that b*tch, and loving scenes of both of them together flashed across her mind. Her heart burned with jealousy.

Frustration, anxiety, hatred, and jealousy were overwhelming her at the moment. She was so irritated that she couldn't even bother about her image that she used to care about the most.

Until the evening of the next day, when Hansen and Jenna appeared in the living room of Richard's Manor with their hands interlaced, it was as if she finally saw a strand of light in the midst of extreme darkness. However the light faded away pretty quickly.

Her eyes fell on the tightly intertwined fingers of Hansen and Jenna, and her heart was aching as if she had just been stabbed with a knife. One did not need to know rocket science in order to know what had happened between them.

This b*tch finally overtook her. She won the battle, and she had won Hansen's heart.

They seemed to be so intimate as if their souls had connected. Hansen’s face was full of happiness with an uncontrollable smile on his face. The joy and happiness he had right now was different from when he was with her.

Aria became sadder, and her whole body shivered. The feeling of losing gave rise to the hatred in her heart. She wished she could smash Jenna into a thousands of pieces to relieve her hatred, but she did not show it.

There was only one thought in her heart: To fight back and retaliate.

"Hansen, you are back." The spark in her eyes flashed, and she ran over like a gust of wind. She took Hansen's hand and walked toward the dining room. "I bet you must be hungry. Come and eat. I have personally cooked for you your favorite sweet and sour pork."

She spoke as she dragged him by the hand toward the dinner table.

Hansen didn’t see the scheming look in her eyes. His hand was interlocked with Jenna's fingers, and with the drag, Jenna was also pulled a few steps away. Without noticing, Hansen let go of

Jenna's hand and they were torn apart.

Jenna suddenly felt the pain as if her limbs had been disconnected from her, and her heart ached for a moment. This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

Hansen could not refuse Aria's enthusiasm, so he could only get dragged by her and sit down at the dinner table. However, he too casted a disturbed look at Jenna.

"Have a seat too," he said to Jenna gently.

Jenna stood frozen for a while and her gaze became a little confused. She then finally sat down gracefully on Hansen's right side.

"Hansen, try the sweet and sour pork I made." Aria said sweetly as she picked up the softest and juiciest tenderloin and put it into Hansen's bowl. "Sweet and sour pork, my favorite?" Hansen was a bit astonished. It seemed like he didn't like this dish, so how did Aria come to this conclusion?

However, it was always difficult to refuse her enthusiasm.

"Thank you." He had to smile slightly, picked up the meat in the bowl, and put it into his mouth. He chewed it, and then nodded and praised, "Not bad."

The comment made Aria so excited that her haggard face suddenly glowed. She whispered, "Hansen, since you like it, I will make it for you every day, alright?"

Hansen’s mouth was overwhelmed with the sweet and sour taste and he felt uncomfortable. Hearing this, he couldn’t help but choke. His throat tightened and he was forced to swallow the oily meat. He only felt nauseous and his face flushed.

"Hansen, what's wrong? Are you choking? Come, drink some water." Aria saw Hansen's flushed face and her rose-colored lips clenched. Her face looked embarrassed. She panicked and hurriedly

passed him the water.

Hansen took a few sips of the water to calm the greasiness in his stomach.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Jenna lowering her head while eating, but the corner of her mouth was carrying a faint hint of ridicule. Hansen couldn't help but feel annoyed, "You, woman, how dare you laugh at me?"

"Come on, Jenna, eat some of this," Hansen deliberately picked up a piece of spicy chicken, another dish on the table, with one hand, but he reached out another hand from under the table to hold Jenna's hand.

Jenna looked up and saw that it was a piece of spicy chicken, then complained in her heart. She never ate such spicy food before but the thing in front was hot and spicy. How could she eat it?

She raised her eyes and caught the smug smile at the corner of Hansen's mouth. She quickly realized that he was deliberately punishing her and she glared at him irritably. Jenna then smiled gently and said unhurriedly, "Thank you, Mr. Richards, for caring for me. It's my pleasure that you personally pick food for me. I must eat it or I'm not giving you face. There's someone else who wants it so badly but does not have this opportunity, right? Mr. Richards?"

After speaking, she opened her mouth slightly, and said to Hansen, "Mr. Richards, since you've come this far, please feed me as well."

Hansen was stunned. He didn't expect Jenna to not be shy at all, but also play along with him. For a while, he hesitated. Her red lips were delicate and beautiful, and her slightly opened mouth was very seductive. If she really could not bear this spicy and oily piece of chicken, her face would be burnt in spiciness moments later, and it would be very ugly!

Moreover, the moment he thought of her sweet lips that he had kissed, his whole body was inexplicably hot. He suddenly couldn't bear to feed her the spicy food, for fear that it would affect his welfare.

Thinking of this, the hand that was holding the spicy chicken shook slightly, and the chicken fell onto the table. Jenna laughed, and suddenly pulled out her hand from Hansen's big palm. She picked up her chopsticks and held a piece of sweet and sour pork, then put it close to Hansen's mouth. She took his arm and said affectionately, "Mr. Richards, it seems like I didn't serve you well, so you couldn't even hold a piece of chicken. Come, hurry up and fill your stomach with your favorite sweet and sour pork tenderloin."

The food was so close to his mouth and she looked at him with her bright eyes fluttering, as if warning him to eat it since he had eaten the piece that Aria had given him.

"Is she being jealous?" Hansen's heart was shaken and he couldn't help but open his mouth.

The sour and sweet taste overwhelmed Hansen's mouth again, with its slippery grease. Jenna stretched out her palm to gently caress his back and she gently handed over a glass of water whispering softly," Come, drink some water."

Hansen had never seen her so gentle and affectionate before. With the water in his mouth, another piece of greasy tenderloin fell into his stomach.

"Serves you right, you little playboy," Jenna secretly cursed in her heart. The man was just freely penetrating her body moments before, but the next second, when he saw the beauty, Aria, he even ate his least favorite dish in order to please her. Well, then she would just give him some more food and disgust him.

Although it was Aria who flirted with him first, if he could stay calm enough, nothing would have happened.

When she looked up again, Aria was so mad that her face almost turned green.

She couldn't help but wink at her and smile triumphantly.

Aria was there, looking at her and Hansen who were acting so intimately and totally ignoring her presence. How could she not be mad?

"This b*tch is so arrogant." Looking at Hansen's face, it was full of happiness in Jenna's presence.

She was even more angry.

After glaring at her fiercely, she got Jenna's cold and quiet eyes in return. The light in those eyes seemed to be mocking her with deep hostility. Her eyes were calm and sharp, but sophisticated and deep.

Everything told Aria that Jenna was no longer the one she played around with three years ago. She had become mature and confident enough to not get bullied.

Moreover, the strong aura exuding from her made her feel very uneasy, and she was even a little startled. She could even dig into the bedsheets incident, so no one could tell how powerful she was now.

In this battle, Jenna had a total victory,

"Hansen, I saw a beautiful wedding dress last time. Since you will be free for the next few days, why not come and have a look with me so that I can put it on for you?" After eating, Hansen and Jenna were about to go upstairs to rest, but Aria came over, took Hansen's arm, and acted coquettishly. Hansen froze for a moment, and understood what was going on. His gaze became dark, then he pulled her hand away, and said lightly, "Aria, don't rush. Marriage is not a trivial matter. Your parents and my grandma are all clear about this, so think about it and we'll talk about it some other day."

In an instant, Aria's eyes filled with tears. She pouted, her mood was depressed, and her heart was full of bitterness. He was obviously refusing her, so how could she not notice it?