Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 280

Jenna's heart sank. She thought of the day before when she left Hansen, holding Rayan's arm. She remembered his expression.

Her instincts told her that he had fallen ill because of her. With this thought, her heart started aching as she stood rooted to the ground.

Should she visit him? He was just downstairs.

Jenna recalled the times when Hansen injured his bottom just a few days ago. They had resolved all their misunderstandings and weren't shy to show their affection towards one another in public. However, everything changed within these few days.

It was impossible to resolve the issues between them. There was no other way.

Besides, he would never forgive her for the betrayal.

This time, it was completely over!

She should just leave.

However, without realizing it, she headed downstairs.

Just one glance. One glance would suffice.

She would leave right after.

Jenna made a promise to herself.

They were once madly in love and he truly adored her. It was only right for her to at least check on his condition.

He was ill, thanks to her. She wasn't that ruthless.

Those thoughts crossed her mind and she no longer hesitated.

The nurses had gone for lunch. Nobody was in sight.

Jenna found his ward and entered silently.

In the spacious and bright room, a man was lining on the white sheets, his arm connected to an IV drip. His face looked ashen and haggard. At the sight of this, Jenna subconsciously held her breath.

She approached him slowly.

She hadn't seen him for only a night, yet, it felt as if a decade had passed.

His eyes were shut and he seemed to be in a deep slumber. His face was so pale. There were dark shadows under his eyes. The deep sorrow he felt was obvious on his face.

He no longer looked like his arrogant self. He looked defeated.

Jenna's heart ached and tears coursed down her cheeks.

Her gaze remained riveted upon him.

"Hansen, I'm sorry for hurting you but I'm doing this for the sake of Richards Group and it's for your own good. We were not destined to be together. I'm sure you will eventually cheer up and forget about me."

She thought silently to herself.

"Water, water..." Hansen parted his chapped lips. He was barely conscious.

Jenna was stunned and lowered her head so that she could hear what he was saying.

Only then did she notice that his lips were dry and cracked.

Her heart ached to see him in this state. Without hesitation, she grabbed the thermos bottle and poured him a cup of hot water. She mixed it with some cold water before she fed it to him.

It seemed that he hadn't drunk water for a long time. He was so thirsty that he drank it in one gulp.

Jenna was in distress. She glanced at the other bed in his ward. It seemed that Aria was looking after him. Why didn't she give him some water? His lips were chapped and dry.

Hansen wanted more water.

Jenna poured him another cup of warm water. He gulped it down again.

He then fell into a slumber.

She checked his temperature. It was normal. She heaved a sigh of relief and was about to leave.

"Jenna, don't go, don't leave me." His voice rang and he gripped the quilt tightly.

Jenna was shocked. Was he awake already?

She glanced at him. Although his lips were parted, he was still fast asleep. He must have been talking in his sleep. NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Tears split over and flowed down her face like a river escaping a dam. She placed her hand on his and took a deep breath.

She had to leave. If she lingered on, she might not want to leave anymore.

She placed his hands under the quilt and left without a backward glance. She stumbled into the corridor.

On the luxurious cruise ship laid a thick authentic wool carpet from a foreign country. It was warm and comfortable.

The design of the cruise ship was grand and beautiful.

Hilda sat on the leather couch, holding a glass of wine in her hand. She took a sip of the wine. Her gaze was cold and piercing.

"Miss Smith, I just received news from Brock. Someone wants to pay 1 thousand million dollars for Brock to kidnap a woman and let her suffer a miscarriage." Shirley Wyld, Hilda's subordinate, strode in.

Hilda just sat quietly. She was calm as usual. Her expression remained unreadable.

It was something normal. She had heard of incidents like this numerous times.

It was no big deal in the environment she grew up in. She no longer felt any sympathy.

"Oh," she said lightly as she took another sip of the wine. She asked with an air of nonchalance, "What kind of woman?"

"Her." Shirley took out her phone and showed Hilda a photo. It was a stunning and charming woman with a sweet smile. However, there was sorrow in her eyes and her face was pale.

Hilda was filled with mixed emotions as she glanced at the photo. She had a look of surprise on her face.

Jenna Murphy!

The woman turned out to be Jenna.

The woman Rayan loved.

Could it be her?

"Is this woman pregnant?" she asked skeptically.

"Yes, Miss Smith. She has been pregnant for three months but some people want her dead. What a pity. Such a gorgeous woman is about to be tormented by Brock." Shirley's face held a hint of sympathy which was surprising, considering that she was an assassin.

She had been with Hilda since she was a child and was used to blood and cruel deeds. She had received all kinds of training to become the person she was this day. Nevertheless, her heart went out to this woman.

"Do you know who's the father?" Hilda asked with an air of indifference once she regained her composure.

"I'm not sure about this but I guess that he must have an important identity. Otherwise, the person would not offer such a huge sum of money," Shirley analyzed.

Hilda nodded.

The next moment, her phone rang.

She answered the call.

"Hilda, what's the matter with you and Rayan?" Jonas said in a panicky voice. Hilda was surprised. It was the first time Jonas was so agitated.

"Dad..." Hilda's face turned pale and she forced a smile. She lowered her voice, unsure of how to explain her predicament.

"Do you still want to keep it a secret from me?" Jonas snapped.

"Dad, Rayan has agreed but he is very busy currently..." Hilda said softly.

"Ridiculous, don't you dare change the topic." Jonas was simmering with anger. "He's about to get married. Don't you treat me like a fool."

"Marriage?" Hilda's heart raced. With who? How could it be possible? Why wasn't she aware of it?

"Hilda, are you still my daughter? How can you be so foolish? I have received news that Rayan had returned to A City. He had informed his mother regarding the matter." Jonas bellowed, "He's about to marry another woman. Don't tell me you aren't aware of it?"

"No, Dad, who is he going to marry?" Hilda was flustered.

"I heard that she's called Jenna. She's already pregnant," Jonas gritted his teeth and said bitterly.

"What?" Blood drained from Hilda's face. "Dad, these are just rumors, don't believe them."

She was anxious and her body quivered.

"You are really going to piss me off. How dare you defend him in these circumstances? I won't let him off easily," Jonas bellowed and ended the call.

Hilda instantly slumped onto the ground.