Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 185

The snow barged in along with the harsh winds. Jenna would have been swallowed by the snow if she did not have her coat, keeping her warm.

Standing on the stone bridge, she leaned against a pier made of stone. Under the bridge was the flowing river, its water yet to freeze, its depth unknown.

She stood on the pier, staring blankly at the gushing current of the river.

This was a river at the outskirts, its course traversing the whole of A city. Snowflakes filled the air; there were barely any people here in this weather.

She looked at the river silently. One step forward was all it took. She would leap into the river and any pain she had would no longer exist.

However, she stood, unmoving. She merely faced the river as she stared into space.

Hansen came and saw her standing there, bracing the wind and snow. Her body was leaning forward slightly.

"Jenna." He held his breath and felt nervous.

If she had jumped, he would probably be unable to save her, even if he were willing to trade his life and get as many men he had to the rescue.

This was a river, not a stream. Its unfathomable depth laid below the surface. Anyone who leapt into it would not even think of surviving.

"Stay away from me." Jenna heard footsteps approaching her. She turned around and pointed at him. Her body was shivering and covered in snow, her voice breaking as she screamed. Her frail figure looked like she would fall into the river anytime.

Hansen's chest tightened and he looked at her nervously. "Jenna, would you please listen to me?"

He tried to approach her and articulated his words carefully.

"Get lost. If you come any closer, I will jump immediately and you will never see me again," she gritted her teeth and said harshly.

He halted and did not dare to step forward anymore.

"Jenna, come over here. I have something to say to you." He waved at her with a smile, showing hope and anticipation in his eyes.

She looked at him, her icy stare freezing him to his bones.

"What do you have to say? That Aria is pregnant? Or that you're preparing to get married?" Her voice hung in the air. As if it was a painful curse, Hansen paled upon hearing it. He tried to speak but could not utter a word.

She saw him grow silent and sneered.

"You did everything you could to stop me from going back to Richards Manor, just to hide the truth from me. Did you want to keep me oblivious and continue to play with my feelings?" She clenched her jaw and did not stop asking as the questions pained her. "Is that so?"

"Jenna, it's not what you think it is," Hansen snapped out of it and denied loudly.

"Not what I think it is?" She laughed. "Hansen Richards, do you still want to lie to me? I was stupid to believe you, again and again, believing that you loved me. How was I so dumb? I will never believe you again."

Tears started to roll down her cheeks. "What have I done to you to deserve this? Why do you lie to me and hurt me over and over? Just because you didn't want to marry me? If you wanted to marry Aria, you could've told me sooner. I have no objections, but why did you lie to my face? Do you just sweet talk to every woman and make useless promises on how you wanted to marry them? How could you?"

She cried in full force and felt a sharp pain in her chest. She crouched down on the ground, her tears bitter. She bit her lip tightly as she remembered his sweet, deceiving words. 'Jenna, let's get married again when we return to A city. Help me take care of my father abroad, then well have the wedding once you're back.'

His lies had sounded so real that she truly believed it.

But not long had passed since then and Aria was pregnant!

All of this was ridiculous.

They were going to get married; even Grandma had given Aria permission.

Jenna was the only fool in this game of theirs. She was a fool to believe that he would ever love her wholeheartedly!

What was she doing?

Why was she so stupid?

Hansen stood frozen in the snow. He watched Jenna curl up into a ball on the ground and heard her painful sobs, the cries growing quieter. Eventually, she let out a suppressed cry in the chilling wind.

He was absolutely heartbroken. His hands clenched into fists, cracking with noises.

However, he could not go to her as he feared that she would jump off the bridge.

At the moment, he needed to calm her down and bring her away from the river. He had no time to think about anything other than how to get her to come over.

"Jenna, could you please calm down? I didn't want it to turn out like this either," he was still repeating these words after an hour.

"Leave, I don't want to see you." She was tired from crouching. She sat on the ground and shouted bitterly.

"Don't sit on the ground, you'll catch a cold." Watching her frail figure sitting on the snowy ground as the freezing wind howled, she looked like she could be blown by the icy wind and fall into the river. Hansen was worried sick that it felt like daggers were driven into his heart.

How was he going to make her believe what happened at the Hilton Hotel that day? In the current situation, all that he said would be of no use. She would think that he was lying. Her distrust towards him has reached the peak.

It was not a good time to explain things at this moment either.

They must leave here as soon as possible!

Hansen had never felt so helpless before. He did not know what to do to calm her anger and agony.

"Jenna, can't you think about how I've really treated you all these days?" His voice was hoarse but he tried to reason with her, "Let's get up. How about I take you to your mother? Every day, she looks forward to seeing you."

He coaxed, "Your mother has recovered. You have to think about her. Let's not make her worry, shall we?"

Despite so, his words reminded Jenna of her conflict and dilemma even more. She was about to let her anger loose.

Hansen was used to being coaxed by others. When it was his turn to comfort someone else, he was simply adding fuel to the fire instead, and made things worse.

Thinking of her mother, Jenna's sorrow grew greater. If her mother knew about her situation, could she recover completely from her illness?

Tears burst out of her eyes as she stood up. Her gaze was like a sharp blade, her voice a poisonous spear as they pierced through his heart. "B*stard. What are you thinking? Do you want to anger her to death? You know my mother's condition. If she knows what happened to me, could she still live?"

Hansen was stupefied. Jenna would brighten up whenever he mentioned her mother but it did not work this time around! Instead, she became angrier.

His mind went blank.

She stood up after crouching on the ground for a long time. That coupled with her anger, she apparently felt dizzy. Her sight was going black. She staggered a few steps, struggling to regain her footing. She could not see anything clearly.

"Jenna." He saw that she was about to fall into the river and his heart thumped. He rushed toward her and pulled her into his embrace. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and quickly carried her away from the bridge.

Jenna recognized the warm embrace. It was so familiar and for a moment, the desire to be in his arms won over her hatred towards him. She took a few deep breaths and swept the thought away.

After that, as if she had touched poison, she pushed him hard with all her might, struggling to run away.

The desire of wanting to depend on him was horrifying!

It was enough to ruin her happiness for the rest of her life. She would never stay with him if he married Aria. Forgetting him was the only choice left.

The more attached she was to him, the more the pain she would have to endure in the future. The striking pain she felt would be a thousand times worse. No one would wish to trap themselves with a broken heart for the rest of their lives.

"Let go of me." She struggled to escape his grasp. Of course, she was too weak for him but that did not mean that she would not fight back.

She decided to completely forget the man in front of her from that day onwards. The man had played with her feelings and would make her suffer for a lifetime. Once, she had loved him and she found excuses to forgive all his wrongdoings. In the future, she promised herself never to do so again!

This man was no longer worthy of her heart.

She kicked around trying to get off of him. When he did not let go, she bit him. She was like an angry lioness confined in a cage.

Hansen carried her to his car. She must not stay in the snow. Her body was already weak, she would freeze to death if she had stayed any longer.

He held her tight and headed to the car.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain coming from his hands and he gasped with his mouth open wide.

She bit his hand hard as she could, and she was not letting go. He felt that the flesh on his hand was about to be chomped off.

Resisting the pain, he opened the back door of the car. He got in with his arms still around her before placing her on the soft seat.

This woman must be really mad. She sunk her teeth into his hand deeply as if she wanted to vent all her hatred on it. From NôvelDrama.Org.

It was not until the strong smell of blood filled her nose that she let go, and her whole body collapsed on the mattress.

Hansen saw blood oozing from the deep bite marks on the back of his hand and his face fell.

After turning on the heater, he sat on the seat silently. Jenna curled herself up and did not move an inch.

He closed his eyes and felt nothing but helplessness.

Norton's wicked smile appeared in his mind.

The despicable man had said that if he could not have Jenna, he would not let him be with her either. Norton plotted this and tricked Hansen into sleeping with Aria, causing her to become pregnant. His hands were tied, there was no other way but to marry her.

All of this was Norton's scheme. He deserved to be stabbed in the guts a thousand times. Veins were protruding on Hansen's forehead as he thought of this.

Even if he told Jenna, she would not believe it.

What would change if she believed him anyway? Just as Grandma said, the incident had happened. As long as Aria was carrying his child, he had to take responsibility. This was the duty of a man.

He could no longer escape!

Unless Aria could somehow terminate the pregnancy!

Thinking of this, Hansen suddenly opened his eyes...