Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 92

"Oh, Mom, why is that woman so thick-skinned? She and Hansen are already divorced and yet she still wants to move back to Richards Manor. Do you think she wants to remarry Hansen?" Aria was peeling an orange and with her nails painted red. She dug deep into the orange as she deftly peeled the flesh.

"Here, Mom. Have some oranges," Marissa accepted one slice, placed it into her mouth and swallowed it. She looked at Jenna with disdain and snorted, "She is still as unruly and uneducated as before. Oh Aria, if only she was half as sensible and considerate as you, then it would be great." Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

It was obvious that Marissa was delighted that Aria had moved into the Richards Manor and kept her company. The formerly quiet and cold house finally felt warm and cozy and she loved the atmosphere very much.

Jenna knew that it was pointless to argue with them. So, she just walked away.

She just quietly walked straight into the kitchen to see if she could find something to eat.

There was no one left in the kitchen, so she had to cook something on her own. It was so late and she did not expect that there would be any leftovers. She just wanted something to fill her stomach.

Jenna opened the refrigerator and took out an egg and some tomatoes. She was going to make herself a bowl of noodles.

"Young Madam, you're really back!" A surprised voice came from behind. The voice sounded familiar. When she turned her head around, she saw Aunt Ella's smiling face who looked overjoyed.

"Aunt Ella," Jenna was very happy to see her, which should be a good omen for her, as she could finally find someone to talk to.

"Good, it's good that you're home. It's always better being at home," Aunt Ella had just gotten back from the hospital with a lunch box in her hand. She put the lunch box on the kitchen cabinet and came up to her, saying, "Young Madam, you probably haven't had your dinner. Here, sit down. Let me do it."

Aunt Ella took the ingredients from her and pulled her aside to sit down. She had been with Jenna for one year, so she knew what she was going through. It was highly likely that none of the servants informed her that dinner was served. Sigh, everyone in the house was a snob.

"Young Madam, I heard the news as soon as I came back. Old Madam has given you the right of inheritance of the Richards Manor. That's great! Grandma Richards has always treated you very well," Aunt Ella said happily. Initially she was serving the Old Madam so naturally she knew that Grandma Richards had always liked Jenna.

"No, Aunt Ella. It's just a small part of it," Jenna sat at the table in the kitchen and corrected her with a smile.

"Oh, Young Madam. Even a small part of the Richards Manor is worth at least hundreds of millions dollars. You can't buy yourself a garden like this even if you are rich,1' Aunt Ella said enviously as she placed the noodles into the boiling water.

Jenna smiled and said nothing. In fact, she did not really care about the inheritance of the Richards Manor. She was not short of money anyway.

"Young Madam, Butler Maud called me over just now. He wanted me to serve you as I used to. I was overjoyed when I heard it," Aunt Ella smiled happily.

"Really? You're going to take care of me?" Jenna was a little surprised. It would be much easier for her to stay in the house now that she had Aunt Ella. It seemed like this must also be Grandma Richards' idea.

"Of course, from tomorrow onwards, I won't have to go to the hospital to take care of Master. Butler Maud has already arranged for someone else to go," Aunt Ella said as she placed the bowl of noodles in front of Jenna.

Jenna's depressed mood was finally lifted a bit. She even had the appetite to eat now. The bowl of noodles that Aunt Ella made smelled so good that she devoured the entire bowl quickly.

"Young Madam, let me tell you a secret. You have to watch your back in the future. Most of the servants here have been bribed by Aria. They are all on her side. No matter what you do in the future, you have to be more careful. This woman is determined to be the Young Madam of the Richards family. She has already won the hearts of most of the people here. Even Madam has been charmed by her," Aunt Ella whispered to Jenna as she looked around and handed her a napkin. Jenna was stunned for a while, and soon she smiled bitterly. How could she not know this?

"Madam likes it when people flatter her and also when there's someone to accompany her. Since Master got into the accident, she has been very sad and lonely. You sometimes have to just give in to her. She has a sharp tongue, but deep down she is kind, and in fact, she is afraid of loneliness. Old people are like this. As long as Young Master likes you, she will change sooner or later. It's just that she is now charmed by Aria and hasn't seen your sincerity," Aunt Ella whispered, "I know you have a high self-esteem, but after all, Madam is your elder. There are some things that can't be helped. Furthermore Aria has Madam wrapped around her fingers and now Madam is completely blinded by her."

Aunt Ella just nagged and warned Jenna in a low voice as Jenna listened carefully. However, she did not completely agree with some of her words, for example, that she wanted to fight for the position of Young Madam of the Richards family. She was grateful that she had someone to talk to. She nodded with a smile. Aunt Ella's mood also brightened up when she saw that she had finally understood.

This Young Madam had always been indifferent. She obviously liked the Young Master, but the others just couldn't see what she wanted. She always looked indifferent, so the Young Master couldn't see through her heart either.

In the past one year, the Young Master stayed out almost all night. She saw that she often hid in her room and cried secretly. However, once she came out, she always had a smile on her face. Even when Young Master was at home, she was also like that. Men would lose their patience over this kind of woman over a period of time.

Although the Young Master treated her coldly, she knew that the Young Master still cared about her, especially ever since she came back from America. The Young Master's behavior towards her was much better. When she got injured and hospitalized, the Young Master called her and asked her to make some soup for Jenna and brought it to the hospital on several occasions.

Although she knew that the only reason she was injured was because of the Young Master, she could see it in his eyes that he treated her differently this time around. It's just that there were still many things between them and they still couldn't read each other's feelings. She didn't know when they would finally admit their feelings for each other and reconcile. To be honest, Aunt Ella was worried about them and it was a little difficult for them to get along well. After all, they were both very hard-headed and thin-skinned people.

Not to mention the fact that there was Aria, who was eyeing them fiercely!

After finishing her bowl of noodles, Jenna walked passed the living room and headed back upstairs. She was not used to seeing their faces, much less try to ingratiate herself with Marissa.

"Stop right there," Marissa shouted at her.

Jenna had no choice but to stop and turn her head around. For a moment, she hesitated whether she should address her as "Mom" or "Aunt". "You used to stay here before, therefore, you should

know the rules here. You ought to know what time dinner is served and what time to do other things. I don't ever want to see you coming to the kitchen so late to cook and eat. We are respectable people. I don't want others to say that we are bullying or trying to starve you. Of course, we won't send someone to call you for dinner everyday. After all, I'm still here. I, as an elder, need not anyone's invitation for meals, not to mention you, don't you agree? Besides, the servants are very busy and have plenty of other things to do," Marissa walked up to her and said scornfully. Her dark red dress set her off like a dignified duchess and she looked condescending.

"Okay, I understand," Jenna smiled. Her voice was gentle and she tried to be as meek as she could.

When Aria heard that Marissa was scolding Jenna, she smiled.

Jenna went back upstairs, locked herself in the study, turned on her computer and began to work.

As soon as she logged in into her email, she saw that she had a new email in her inbox.

She opened it and saw that it was from Rayan. Inside was a ticket for his trip. He was flying back to America the next day.

Suddenly, she wanted to cry.

Rayan was leaving. The man who treated her like a family member was about to leave. He was no longer going to be in A city. Suddenly, her heart felt empty and a teardrop fell onto her hand. It was warm, and more tears rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably.

She laid her head on the table and cried. Then, she replied to the email with a few words, "Bon voyage."

Since they were not destined to be together, it was better to see him off and wish him well.

She could see that Hilda was a very good woman, who loved Rayan very much. If Rayan married her, she would definitely treat him well and be very considerate of him. Jenna was going to be a thing of his past. That was all. She had lost her virginity to someone else. She really did not want to give him any hope.

At night, she laid on the bed alone and fell asleep. Hansen did not return. Even if he was back, he would have been with Aria.

She thought that from then on, she would be spending the nights alone in the room again.

Early in the morning, she felt something pressing against her chest. It was warm and heavy. When she tried to push it away, she realized that it was an arm.

When she was about to turn over, she suddenly thought of something. She was shocked and sat up in a hurry. When she saw the person who was sleeping beside her, she couldn't help but yelp.

"What are you yelping at?" A low groggy voice sounded. It was a magnetic sound.

Jenna was in a state of shock and asked in surprise, "What are you doing in my bed?"

Hansen took his arm off her and said lazily, "Why are you making such a fuss? This is my home. Where else am I going to sleep if I don't sleep here?"

Obviously, he wasn't ready to wake up yet. He didn't even bother to open his eyes.

"But, how did you get in here?" Jenna was still in disbelief as she clearly remembered that she had deliberately locked the doors, including the study room, before going to bed last night.

"I was just about to ask you that. Why did you lock all the doors? This is my home. In the Richards Manor, you're my wife. If I don't sleep with you, who else am I going to sleep with?" He said like a rogue, making Jenna speechless, looking as if she, the wife, had abused her justifiable husband.

Jenna, however, felt that it was pointless to say anything to him. It was clear that they had already divorced and it's not like he didn't know, but he still deliberately did that. He was such a b*stard.

Somehow, she felt a little happy when she realized that she did not sleep alone last night. This was the second time that Hansen had slept with her on this bed in their wedding room. Even though she had been asleep and was unaware of it, she still had a sweet feeling of happiness.