Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 52

"Is this what you wanted to tell me?" Jenna looked at him suspiciously.

"Pour me a glass of water first, okay?" Hansen leaned on the bed and loosened the tie on his neck. His mouth was dry and he was begging for water.

His face was as red as a tomato and his eyes were bloodshot. He looked like he was feeling uncomfortable. She thought of their wedding night, and he seemed to be drunker than this. She was overcome with emotions and couldn't bear to see him suffer. She quickly poured a cup of warm water and brought it over.

"Here." She approached, "Get up and drink."

Hansen really sat up obediently. He took the cup with one hand and drank it. Jenna was about to leave when she saw a long arm coming at her. She was so scared that she screamed. His arm was so strong that she couldn't move after being grabbed.

"Hey, what are you doing?" He put his face close to her neck, which scared her and made her scream.

"Jenna, are you afraid of me?" He smiled shamelessly. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

"Who the h*ll is afraid of you!" Jenna reached out her hand and pushed him hard. Suddenly, she screamed and was held up by him. He placed her on the bed.

"Now you can't run away!" He was having fun and was about to pounce on her.

"Hey, you drunkard, don't do this!"

Jenna was so scared that her eyes widened. When she was about to wail, she heard a "whoa" sound. A strong pungent smell quickly filled the room, which was unpleasant.

Hansen actually vomited on the bed!

Oh my god! What the h*ll!

Jenna lamented. Just as she was about to get up, she heard him making the noise again and the pungent smell became more intense.

Hansen fell onto the bed and began to throw up everywhere.

Immediately, on the bed, Jenna's body was covered with his vomit. The smell of alcohol and stomach acid mixed up with the digested food was extremely unpleasant.

She would probably have to throw the bed away.

Jenna hurriedly ran out of bed to get a plastic bag so he could vomit in it, but when she came back, he had already finished vomiting. He had already fallen asleep.

His body and the bed were covered in vomit, and the bedroom was in a mess.

Jenna could no longer sleep.

She got a hold of herself and cleaned up the room and the bed. She then wiped Hansen's body with a wet towel and changed his clothes for him. It was already way past midnight when she was done.

Hansen had already fallen deep into his slumber. After she was done cleaning Hansen, Jenna went to take a shower. In the end, she slept on the sofa and covered herself with the quilt. She was so exhausted that she fell asleep the moment she laid on the sofa.

When Hansen woke up, it was already almost noon. His stomach was not feeling well. When he opened his eyes, he found himself sleeping in Jenna's bedroom. He could not remember what had

happened the night before. However, he vaguely recalled that he vomited on Jenna before he fell asleep.

Where was she?

If he was sleeping in her bed, then where had she gone to sleep?

He hurriedly got up, brushed his teeth, and walked out. There was no one in the big living room. He felt empty in his heart. Did she get angry and run away? She had always been so narrow-minded that she would do something inexplicable when she was angry.

He was a little worried, but then he heard some noise coming from the kitchen.

As he walked closer, he felt that the atmosphere in the kitchen was steaming hot. Jenna was wearing an apron and standing in front of a bubbling pot. She was stirring it.

"You're awake," Jenna said.

Hansen was stunned for a moment. It was as if there was a pair of eyes on the back of her head. He couldn't help but smile and walked toward her.

"That looks good." He looked into the pot and saw the oatmeal in it. He felt that his appetite was stimulated and he cried out happily.

"Did I say that I made this for you? You're thinking too much," Jenna held back her laughter and rolled her eyes at him.

"If it's not for me, who is it for?" Hansen ignored her and smiled cheekily. He reached out and put his arm around her shoulder.

"You're annoying." Jenna got rid of his hand. "Go out and wait. It'll be ready soon."

A smile appeared on Hansen's face. He sat quietly in the living room. He grabbed the newspaper and started reading.

In the newspaper, the press conference held by the Richards Group last night was widely reported. On the headlines on the front page, Jenna who was dressed in a gown presenting the car designs, appeared in the most obvious spot.

It seemed that Jenna became famous overnight. The car that she designed was being promoted everywhere: on magazines, the internet, and various advertisement boards. The photo of Jenna in her long white dress and long hair was reported on different news channels.

Hansen smiled and turned to the entertainment page casually. As soon as he looked at it, his face darkened instantly.

On the entertainment headlines, Rayan was standing next to Jenna. The two of them were smiling at each other, and beside the photo, a long paragraph describing their affection for each other was written. The upcoming marriage between Hansen and Aria was also widely publicized, but the most popular news was the relationship between Jenna and the mysterious Rayan. They were the focus of the reporters. After all, it was a rare opportunity to see Rayan in person. However, he had been repeatedly photographed with Jenna in A city. It was not an easy scoop.

The reason for the divorce between Hansen and Jenna was also widely circulated by the major newspapers.

Hansen was a little annoyed and threw away the newspaper in his hand.

"Time for breakfast," Jenna quickly set down the dishes and shouted at Hansen, who was sitting on the sofa absent-mindedly.

Hansen was annoyed. He lit a cigar and put it in his mouth. The expression on his face was unpredictable. Jenna's calling startled him. He stood up and walked toward the dining table. He took a look at what was on it.

Oatmeal, soybean milk, toast, ham, sausage, and hamburgers were served. They looked good and smelled amazing. The unpleasant feeling in Hansen's heart was quickly replaced by the appetite rising from the stomach. Only then did he realize that the need for oatmeal was strong after a hangover.

"Have some oatmeal. It's good for your stomach after a night's drinking," Jenna's gentle voice sounded like a flowing spring. She put a bowl of oatmeal in front of Hansen and whispered in a gentle and pleasant voice. Hansen glanced at her indifferently. Was she also this close to Rayan when she was with him?

"Thank you, I'm sorry about last night. I'm sorry to have troubled you." There was a smile on his face, and it was rare for him to utter such words.

"Did he also know how to apologize?" Jenna smiled bitterly in her heart. She had never expected that this man would know how to apologize. However, he had apologized to her several times recently. Perhaps he had begun to respect other people.

"Smoking and drinking are harmful to your body. Drink less if you can." Jenna lowered her eyes as she drank the soy milk. Her voice was soft.

Hansen's heart skipped a beat. He took a spoonful of oatmeal and raised his head to look at her. He smiled and said, "Like we discussed last night, you can make a request. Tell me. I will try my best to satisfy you."

A request? Jenna thought of the quarrel last night, about his arrogance and his unreasonableness. He knew it very well, but now he asked her again on purpose? He was pretending to be nice. If she

really mentioned it, would he agree to it?

"I don't have any requests. It was my responsibility. I don't need them." She took a bite of the hamburger and replied casually.

Hansen frowned slightly and looked at her discreetly.

She concentrated on eating her breakfast and looked as if she had nothing to ask for. She was also very charming. After a few mouthfuls, he finished the bowl of oatmeal. He pushed the bowl to Jenna and looked at her.

"Go get it yourself." Jenna understood what he meant. Hansen had never served his own food when he ate in the Richards Manor. The workers standing on the side would refill his food in time. Today, it was already quite polite of him to push the bowl toward her, but Jenna didn't bother to tend to him. She just rolled her eyes at him and sat still.

"No, I want you to. I'm the boss. You have to listen to me," Hansen said shamelessly.

"We are not at work now. Why should I listen to you?" Jenna resisted.

"This is your work for the next few days. Your task is to serve me. There's nothing for you to do in the company now. So you will just have to serve me." Hansen was shameless, with a cheeky smile on his face.

"In your dreams. I won't do it. I'm a designer, not a nanny," Jenna strongly protested. These days, she was so busy that she was exhausted. Now that she had completed her work, she finally had some free time. She was not foolish enough to take care of Hansen, this big baby.

"Since you don't want to fill it for me, then forget it. I won't eat it anymore." Seeing that Jenna was unmoved, Hansen couldn't help but put down the spoon and stood up to leave.

"You... your body is yours." He really stood up and wanted to leave. It was obvious that he was showing his attitude. Jenna secretly complained. He really was like a child. She thought of how much effort she put into preparing breakfast. It would be a waste if he did not eat them. It was not worth it.

She suddenly stood up and took the bowl.

When Hansen heard that, he caught a glimpse of her picking up his bowl from the corner of his eye. There was a faint smile on his face. He sat back proudly.

"Here," Jenna filled another bowl of oatmeal and put it in front of him begrudgingly.

"Good girl!" Hansen suddenly became excited. He picked up the bowl and started eating. Jenna pulled her face and pouted, feeling uncomfortable.

"Tell me, what do you want? You can pick whatever you want. As long as you say it, I will give it to you." After he finished the oatmeal, he wiped his mouth with a paper towel and praised loudly.

As a noble lady of a famous family, Jenna dressed casually and simply. There was nothing valuable on her. She had never worn valuable jewelry or diamonds. She did not even put on a ring. She looked just like a girl next door. However, her temperament was extraordinary. Even if she did not embellish herself like that, she could still attract men's attention.

Hansen even felt that her casual look was her pretending to be innocent. That was how she had gotten men to sympathize with her.

Was there any woman who disliked jewelry and diamonds? It was impossible.

She felt wronged when she married into the Richards family. Even after all the humiliation, she was unwilling to divorce. Didn't that show how she was just a greedy person? After three years of not

meeting each other, the first thing she did when they met was selling herself for a huge sum of money. Didn't this prove that she was just a gold digger?

Other people might now know, but he knew clearly.

"I've told you that I don't need it,” Jenna frowned and said impatiently.

She had money now, and she really did not need anything else. According to the contract, she would also get a high commission from the car design she did for Richards Group. She was never a materialistic person, which made it even more impossible for her to accept gifts from him.