"Mr. Richards, why are you here?" Jenna asked in a low voice and a calm tone. Her gaze was even a little cold, and her expression was stiff. Jenna would never believe that Hansen rushed here because she was sick. She never had this confidence in herself, and she thought that she was just a nobody in his heart. If he had feelings for her before, then he probably only cared about her body. Her stiff expression caused Hansen's eyebrows to furrow slightly, and he glanced at her without answering her question. Instead, he said warmly, "Eat something first." He put the lunch box on the bedside table and opened it; the fragrance of the food filled the room. At this time, her body temperature had gone down, and she was indeed feeling a hint of hunger in her stomach. He was very considerate, observant, and caring enough to bring her a bowl of porridge. Jenna ate the porridge, thinking about how to clearly explain to him about this visit to Los Angeles, and of course, she
The manor-like townhouse in front of them was magnificent and the two tall spires were luxurious. The milky white exterior walls were matched with dark red bricks; it was a typical European building. There was a large lawn at the entrance decorated with shining street lights, whereas the beautiful bay scenery could be clearly seen at a distance. Jenna could tell that this villa was very valuable at a glance; it probably cost at least 20 million dollars. Because of the good educational resources in the city, the housing prices were extremely high. Whose villa was this? Richards Group? Just as she was thinking about it, a middle-aged woman in a servant's uniform came out in a hurry. She then greeted Hansen politely, "Hello Young Master, the house is all cleaned up." "Okay, Flora. You can leave now. We are going to stay here for a few days," Hansen waved at her and said softly. Flora responded with a smile and left them alone. Hansen walked toward the e
"You, come here." He waved at her. Feeling that he was not as unwilling as she had imagined, Jenna was happy in her heart and took a few steps towards him. His long arms moved toward her, and Jenna's waist was encircled by his arms. He exerted a little force and Jenna's light body ended up sitting on his lap. He didn't use much strength, and Jenna did not resist at all; she sat on his lap obediently. If her obedience could make him quit smoking, she was willing to. "Why do you want me to quit smoking?" His big palm stroked her hair and forced her to face him. He spoke with a warm and magnetic voice. "No special reason. I just think that smoking is bad for your health." Jenna's heartbeat quickened. She replied casually, not wanting him to see too much into her; her eyes tried to remain natural. "You care about me?" He chuckled while looking at her deeply and examining her. "Yes." Jenna was straightforward. She generously admitted that the relati
"Hansen, my father is dead." Jenna's face was pale and she closed her eyes while the tears flowed from her eyes. "Oh." Hansen made a faint "Oh" sound, with an unfathomable dim light in his eyes. He raised his hand, and his hand fell on her waist again, as if to comfort her. He hugged her more tightly and patted her waist gently. "I already knew." Sure enough, he knew. Jenna was fortunate that she took the initiative to speak out today and she was relieved, but she heard his solemn words, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" His expression became cold and the tenderness on his face disappeared instantly. His eyes became deep and sharp and even had an icy look, which made Jenna feel a little frightened. As if she had done something wrong, tears welled up in her eyes. She tried her best not to cry and her face was so pale that it almost became transparent. Why didn't she tell him earlier? Could she explain the reason clearly? How was she going to phrase it? Shou
"How did you know my name?" She looked at her suspiciously; she was very surprised, and nodded. "It turns out that you are Young Madam Jenna. I'm sorry for not recognizing you earlier," Flora exclaimed with excitement. Jenna was even more surprised now, and hurriedly asked, "How did you know my name?" Flora immediately smiled brightly, and replied, "Young Madam, the owner of this villa is called Jenna Murphy. I have to pay for the water and electricity bills every month for this property under this name. How can I not know?" As she said this, she sized Jenna up and smiled. "It turns out that the owner of the house is here. I'm really stupid for not realizing it earlier. It seems like you and Young Master are really affectionate with each other. You two really make a good couple. I have seen your name here for more than two years, but I have never met you. Today, I finally got to meet you. Young Madam, you are more beautiful than I thought. You're really a good m
Hansen was not a fool. Jenna or Aria, he knew who suited him better than anyone else. However, Hansen was now confused by the conspiracy and tricks, so he had not recognized the truth. However, Norton was almost certain that Hansen hadn't fully figured out the truth yet, but one day, he would come to his senses. By then, he would definitely regret his indifference and ruthlessness toward Jenna over so many years. Thinking of this, Norton suddenly smirked. If it was too late by then, he would be able to see him suffering and regretting it for the rest of his life. That would be considered a satisfying outcome to him too. If he could not win her heart, Hansen must not get her either. His heart would feel better in this way. This... Aria was really speechless. After thinking about it, it was indeed possible, and she was stunned for a while. Aria was a stupid woman who was so self-righteous. How could Hansen marry a woman like her? Hansen cultivated her as a star so that
Hansen drove all the way into the garage from the small road in front of her. "Hansen, it's so beautiful here. Why didn't you tell me earlier so that I can stay here over the weekend," the crisp female voice came from the garage with a giggle, and it became clearer. Jenna's heart sank a little bit. Her instinct told her that Hansen was back with another woman. Her eyes were quickly shocked by the harmonious scene in front of her, and her widened eyes could not believe what was happening for a moment. The sweet and beautiful girl was holding Hansen s arm with a bright smile on her face. Her entire body was almost leaning against his arm. However, Hansen did not even refuse her; he even embraced her shoulders affectionately. The two of them walked and laughed all the way towards her. When they were closer to Jenna, she saw that the girl was about 20 years old, with fair skin and a pair of cute, bright eyes. Her silky hair draped over her shoulders. In addit
However, at this time, Zoey was staring at her with a pair of innocent eyes; her face was full of sincerity that Jenna could not refuse. Jenna was really unwilling in her heart so she tried to force a smile and said, "Zoey, I'm not good at giving comments, and I'm also busy with something else. You can ask Mr. Richards to go with you." Although she spoke in a low voice, her answer was straightforward enough, making it clear that she was refusing. "Jenna, please accompany me, OK? I want to buy some beautiful clothes. I heard from Hansen that you were in this country for three years. You must know which places sell beautiful clothes, and your clothes are also very beautiful. Will you please accompany me?" Zoey actually stood up and walked toward her, shaking her arm while begging her. Jenna was at a loss now and thought about it. Would Hansen want her to be the third wheel to the both of them? He would be unhappy if she did so. Looking up, facing Hanse