Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 305

"Hansen." Christopher rushed over in the dark night, and called out to him with a smile as he saw him. He extended his fist and punched his shoulder. "You rascal, taking action without my instructions again."

Hansen was expressionless. He sneered and said sarcastically, "If I hadn't acted early, you probably wouldn't be able to capture Brock throughout your entire career, and all our hard work would go to waste. You wouldn't be able to get your credit either."

Christopher smiled sheepishly and scratched his head. He knew that he couldn't fool him.

"Alright, I owe you a favor for this. You did help me a lot for this anti-drug operation, but I will return the favor very soon and let you know how sincere I am to you." Christopher said mysteriously.

Hansen didn't bother answering him, and didn't believe that he would be able to help him with anything. Ever since he had known this guy, he was the one who was helping him the whole time. He put in a lot of effort to help him with his credibility and his career, but he never gained anything. If he had really waited for his signal, they wouldn't have been able to interrogate Brock, and they wouldn't be able to know of this shocking news.

The child in Aria's womb wasn't his. This was important news to him!

He had never believed that he had touched her, but he never found an explanation for it. Now that he had known about all of this, he was able to change everything, and it wasn't too late.

"Drive me back to Richards Manor," he shouted at Christopher with a cold face.

Christopher smiled and said, "Alright, I'll drive you back personally. You've done well."

Hansen grunted coldly!

Christopher started the car. Hansen opened the door and got into the car, and the car drove away.

"I wanted to participate in Richards Manor's New Year banquet, but I was too late. Let's hope that I can make it to your wedding," Christopher said apologetically as he drove.

Hansen kept a straight face and did not say a word.

"Do you really need to give me that face, Mr. Richards?" Christopher was a little embarrassed by Hansen's darkened face, and said flatteringly, "Alright, I owe you a favor. I'll give you a top of the line gift on the day of your wedding. How about that?"

Hansen's expression turned even more grim.

Christopher was afraid of him and stopped talking.

Hansen clutched onto his cellphone tightly and kept dialing a familiar phone number.

Her cell phone had been turned off ever since she had left Richards Manor.

Where on earth have this woman gone?

Did she really leave Richards Manor just like that? The scene of her getting intimate with Rayan flashed before his eyes, and he felt annoyed. If he guessed correctly, she was probably with Rayan, and would probably not return to Richards Manor anymore.

His face was cold and gloomy, and the aura he emitted was cold enough to freeze one's bones.

A black Rolls-Royce sped over in the night, with its bright headlights turned on.

"Stop the car." Hansen straightened his back and said nervously.

The Rolls-Royce was driven very fast, as if it was blown past their car. The people is the car must've been in a hurry.

As though they were in a hurry to go somewhere.

"Turn back." Hansen thought for a moment and said.

"What?" Christopher didn't know how to react.

"Quick. Turn back," Hansen growled, as he turned his face to look at the car.

"Oh." Christopher finally understood what he said. He wasn't sure why he wanted to go back, but looking at that car speeding over in a hurry, he felt like something was going to happen. Without having any time to think, he turned back and chased after that car.

After a while, they returned to the ship.

The Rolls-Royce stopped next to the beach. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

The door was opened in a flash, and a delicate figure rushed out of the car.

Although it was dark that night, with the help of the dim car lights, Hansen could recognize that it was Jenna, the one that he had been worrying about all this time.

If it wasn't for her, he wouldn't have taken action early, and Brock would've been able to escape.

"Minnie, Minnie." She ran out of the car and shouted anxiously.

Jenna could see that the police already had control over the situation in the car, but she was still worried about Minnie. Even though the police were here, they had arrived late, and falling into the hands of the brutal Brock Moore at this time would probably lead to serious consequences.

"I'm sorry, Miss Murphy. This is an investigation site. The area has been cordoned off by the police. You can't enter." A police officer came and stopped her.

"Minnie, where is Minnie? How is she?" She asked the policeman who stopped her with worry.

The policeman's face was full of confusion.

"Hello, we're here to check if a woman named Minnie Murphy is safe. She's her sister. We've heard that she was kidnapped and brought to the ship by Brock's minions, and wanted to know where she is now. How's the situation?" Rayan walked forward and explained to the policeman politely and clearly.

"I see." The policeman looked at them, and then shook his head, replying, "I'm sorry. You must have been mistaken. We already have control over Brock's ship, but there's only a woman named Jennifer Owen inside. There isn't any other suspicious women in there. So, I don't think the person you're looking for is here. You must've received incorrect news."

Was that so? She thought. Jenna felt relieved when she heard that Minnie wasn't there.

However, very soon, she started to feel that something was wrong. Trevor had told her that Brock had kidnapped Minnie. Could he have destroyed her body and the evidence instead? The thought of it made her even more grim.

"Jen, since she isn't here, it means that nothing has happened. It's already late. We should go back. Now that Brock has been captured, we'll receive news if there's any tomorrow." Rayan advised Jenna softly. He had taken a few glances at the dark beach, but couldn't see anything suspicious except the police getting busy under the dim light. Jenna was still pregnant, and being exposed to the cold weather would harm her weak body.

But Jenna was stubborn and refused to leave. Minnie's life was at stake, as she was worried that if they waited until the next day, they wouldn't even be able to find her body.

Hansen jumped out of the car and observed the couple in the dark. They were made for each other, a match made in heaven.

His eyebrows furrowed and his face turned glum, as pain radiated from his heart.

When Christopher got out of the car, he saw Jenna and Rayan in a glance. He then turned back to look at Hansen, who was standing there with a tense and solemn expression. He immediately understood the situation, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

So, he came back for Jenna.

Nevertheless, wasn't he getting married soon?

He glanced at how Hansen looked at Jenna with an infatuated but sorrowful gaze, and suddenly understood something.

Heh, the great Mr. Richards had fallen into the trap of love, and he was sad because of her!

Shaking his head, he walked towards Jenna.

"Greetings, Mr. Matthews." The policemen gave a salute to Christopher as they saw him walk over.

"Hello, you may leave first." Christopher nodded and waved to the police. The police turned around and left at once.

"Jenna, why are you here at this hour?" He looked at her with a smile.

Her face had blushed due to her anxiety, and the worry in her eyes couldn't be concealed.

"Mr. Matthews, how's Minnie Murphy?" Jenna's eyes lit up as she saw Christopher, as if he was a lifesaver, and she asked hurriedly.

"Minnie Murphy?" Christopher was a little surprised. "Who is she? What happened to her?"

Jenna was dumbfounded. How was it that even the head of the police didn't know about it? It was too weird. Could it be that Minnie really wasn't kidnapped by Brock? However, there was no reason for Trevor to lie to her.

No, the safer it seemed, the more it proved that something was wrong.

"Minnie is Aria's agent. She's my cousin too, and was kidnapped wrongly by Brock's minions because she looked like me. I'm worried that something has happened to her." Jenna explained earnestly, feeling very worried.

Hearing that, Christopher was confused. He scratched his head and said, "Jenna, I think you've misunderstood. We've captured Brock alive, but there wasn't any other woman on the ship. If there were any other circumstances, we would only be able to know the truth after interrogating Brock. So, it's no use worrying about it now. How about this? I'll get someone to look around nearby, and see if we can find anything."

Christopher was just about to order the police to look around for any other suspicious women, for the sake of human life, when he heard a yell, "There’s no need forthat."

Hansen walked over with a sullen face.

"Hansen, you're here too." Jenna turned around as she heard his voice, and found Hansen standing right behind her. She was thrilled, as Trevor had said something about hoping that Hansen would be able to arrive in time to save her life.

He must have known about the situation!

"Hansen, where's Minnie? Is she alright?" She ignored everyone else around her, turned around, and grabbed onto his arm with her eyes filled with concern.

Hansen gave her a solemn look, and his expression was tense.

His gaze fell onto her hand that was holding onto his arm, and then moved to her abdomen, and then fell back onto her worried face.

"I had already sent someone to bring her to the hospital. Come with me if you want to know more," he answered lightly. He peered at Rayan, who was standing next to her, then turned around casually and shouted to Christopher, "Lend me your car."

After taking the car keys from Christopher, he strode towards the car with his long legs.

Without hesitation, Jenna followed his footsteps and wanted to leave.

"Jenna, are you sure you want to follow him?" Rayan quickly grabbed her arm as he saw her leaving.

"Rayan, Minnie is in the hospital, and it's uncertain whether she's dead or alive. I have to go and take a look. You can go back first. I'll see you tomorrow." Jenna turned her head and nodded with certainty at Rayan, giving him a smile.

"But..." Rayan was concerned. In his eyes, Hansen's gaze was mysterious and frightening.

"It'll be okay. Don't worry." She gave him a reassuring smile.

"Are you coming or not? If you don't want to go, then we can forget about it," Hansen said coldly, as his heart burst into flames hearing the two of them showing concern for each other.

"Of course, I want to go." Jenna knew of his temper, and quickly caught up to him with a flattering smile.

With a cold sneer, Hansen opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat. Jenna, on the other hand, quickly entered from the other side and sat on the passenger's seat.

He started the car with an expressionless face, as his eyes stared at the front mirror. His face darkened with fury.