Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 1584

Jacky walked over and gaped at his two babies, who were so good-looking. They looked exactly the same. They were fair and clean, their eyes were dark and bright. Even though he was probably biased, he thought that their appearances were out of this world.

Jacky lowered his head to gaze at the two babies that were being carried. He asked, "A boy and a gid?"

Hannah liked them very much whereas Zorion could only envy Jacky. Rossie also felt that this was a miracle.

"Two boys."

Hannah's words befuddled Jacky for a second. After that, he raised his head to look at Hannah while wearing a disappointed expression.

Hannah didn't apprehend why he wore such an expression when her daughter had just given birth to two sons for him. She wondered why he didn't rejoice at it.

Jacky lowered his head to stare at his two babies, extending his hand to touch their little faces before turning around to look at Deanna.

Hannah was not very pleased with him. She shot a glance at her husband. "Rayan?" "He wants a daughter." Rayan was pretty candid. Only then did Hannah understand. But she couldn't bear to let Deanna go through all that pain and difficulty to give birth to another child. What was wrong with having sons? Wasn't it the same?

Jacky sat down. He came back in a hurry, and almost got into an accident in his haste.

Holding Deanna's soft and limp little hand, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile. He and Deanna were immersed in the bliss of becoming parents as everyone else fell silent.

Raeleigh watched as the babies left. Thinking of Jacky's anxious and reckless look when he was perturbed about Deanna, Raeleigh grinned.

Both Jacky and Jepherson were men. Seeing how fearless Jacky was when he loved someone, Raeleigh started to question why Jepherson dithered so much in their relationship.

Raeleigh left Deanna's room. It was only after she had rested for a day that she went to visit Santiago. Entering the ward, she sat down and told Santiago about Deanna giving birth to two sons. It was as if it were only the both of them in the ward.

Raeleigh stood up and bid him a farewell before she left.

Sitting in the ward, Jepherson fixed his eyes at the door of the ward. It took him a long time to come back to his senses.

Jenna sat down next to her eldest son and held his hand. "Jerry, it isn't your fault. Don't blame yourself. This isn't right."

He looked at his mother. "I got it."

Jenna was startled momentarily. Her heart ached for her son. Although he said that he understood, he was not the sort of person who could easily let go.

Jepherson held Jenna's hand and said, "Mom, you can rest assured that I'll definitely find a way to cure Santiago."

Hearing her son's words, Jenna couldn't help shedding tears.

Jepherson lifted his hand to wipe off Jenna's tears. It took them a long while to pull themselves together.

In the afternoon, Jenna went to have a check-up, visit Deanna and her babies, and then went back to lie down.

The doctor gave her an injection as well.

When Jenna woke up in the evening, only her husband and youngest son were in the room. She didn't see her eldest son. Hence, she got up and asked curiously. "Where is Jerry?"

"He went out." Hansen had fallen asleep too. When Jepherson left, he had instructed Alvin not to disturb their sleep. As a result, Jenna rose to find that he had gone.

"Went out?" Jenna was a little worried...

Jepherson went home first. Afterward, he drove out, searching for someone.

Jared drove another car, following behind Jepherson. He was very apprehensive about Jepherson driving out alone, especially when his body had yet to recuperate.

Jared had originally been by Santiago's side to protect him. However, because Raeleigh wanted to look for Austin, Jepherson had him follow her instead.

If he had not done so, Santiago would not have wound up in the hospital.

Due to this, Jepherson couldn't stop blaming himself.

Jared had already told Alvin about Jepherson's actions. He did not dare to leave Jepherson alone at the moment.

Jepherson was speeding. Once he reached the highway, he accelerated until Jared eventually lost sight of his car.

Jared tried to catch up to jepherson but failed.

Rubbing his forehead, Jared didn't give up. He continued trying to catch up with Jepherson.

In the end, Jepherson stopped his car at the foot of a hill and got out of the car. He climbed the hill then stood motionless at the top, looking down.

Jared approached Jepherson from behind and asked, "What are you doing?"

Jepherson turned around and darted a glance at him. Following that, Jepherson sized him up and asked, "How long has it been since your last fight?"

He instinctively wanted to retreat, however, there was no escape.

"Why do you have to do this?"

"Do you want to fight or not?"

Jared was silent for a bit. "Okay."

Jared unbuttoned his cuffs and put himself into a fighting stance. Jepherson made his way toward Jared, who unconsciously backed away.

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Jared descended the hill with multiple bruises on his face.

Jepherson walked ahead, followed by Jared. Along the way, Jepherson did not say a word until he reached the foot of the hill. He said, "Collect all the evidence regarding the Doyle family's crimes and put them on the Internet."

"What do you want to do?"

"You don't have to know what I want to do."

Jepherson got into the car, started the engine, and left like greased lightning.

After Jared got into his car, he called Alvin, notifying him of what had happened.

After hanging up, Alvin told Hansen what he had learned. Hansen was speechless. Alvin then asked, "Will it cause trouble for the Old Lady?"

"Inform the Old Master of Santiago's condition."

"Then..."

"Don't worry about it."

"Yes, sir."

Alvin apprised Trevor of what had happened to Santiago. When Trevor received the call, he suddenly slumped onto the sofa. As his heart sank, he raised his hand to clutch his chest.

Marissa was watching television at first. When she saw her husband, she blanched in fright. She instantly went over to hold Trevor and inquired about what happened. Trevor gritted his teeth and was wordless. His breathing became heavier and heavier as he clutched his chest tightly.

Marrisa called the servants for help. She wanted to go to the hospital immediately, but Trevor shook his head and refused to go. Instead, he asked them to book a flight for Capital City.

Marissa had no idea what was going on. She was so engrossed in taking care of Trevor that she lost track of how they went to the airport.

They arrived just in time to find out that all flights were grounded. Thus, they had to head for Capital City by car.

Along the way, Trevor did not even drink a drop of water. He appeared very frail, as though he had aged a few decades.

Marissa was so scared that she did not know what to do. She guessed that something had happened in Capital City but she dared not ask what.

The car arrived in Capital City six hours later. By that time, the sky was still dark.

Trevor emerged from the car and walked into the hospital. Behind him, Marissa's heart was thumping wildly. She was very clear that her husband would not have behaved like this if it was not related to somebody's life.

It was precisely because of this that Marissa did not dare to ask more.

When they reached the ICU, Marissa had her heart in her mouth. Alvin, who was standing outside, greeted Trevor immediately as soon as he saw him. "Hello, Mr. Trevor."

Trevor glanced at Alvin and asked, "Where's Santiago?"

"He's inside."

Alvin pushed the door open for Trevor to enter. The first thing that came into his sight was a sickbed. The person lying on it was none other than Santiago.

Walking inside, Trevor felt as if his legs were filled with lead. That was his incomparable grandson. The agony of seeing him motionless on the sickbed was like a piece of flesh was ripped off his body. It was so agonizing that he couldn't breathe properly.

Step by step, he walked to Santiago and stood there in a daze. Marissa entered later. Looking at Santiago, who was lying on the sickbed, and thinking about what had happened that day, Marrisa's

face gradually turned ashen. She was suddenly unable to catch her breath. She collapsed at the door.