"Mom, what are you going to tell me?" Hansen asked as his eyes flashed with a hint of impatience. His tone was a little reluctant, and then he yawned. "Hansen, don't you know what I'm going to say?" Marissa suddenly looked serious and asked. She was very disappointed with the irresponsible behavior of her son. It was not a good thing that a man was still emotionally vacillating at this age. Hansen was taken aback by Marissa's words. He suddenly remembered something, and said decisively, "Mom, I have stated it before, and I have already hinted to you too. Is there a problem now?" Hinted at her? What was that? Marissa was confused for a while. What does this mean? "Hansen, Aria has been living in our Richards Manor for almost three months now, did you know that? Do you understand why Grandma wants her to live here?" Marissa's face was dead serious. She didn't understand what Hansen's current choice was now. "I know, but this is Grandma's decision
"Otherwise, who else would tell me this?" Marissa asked coldly. "D*mn," Hansen spoke angrily, turned, and walked upstairs to find Aria to settle the matter. "Stop," Marissa stopped him in time. "What are you going to do? Is this a gentleman's behavior?" Marissa saw through Hansen's thoughts, and asked two questions continuously. Hansen stopped and closed his eyes. "Hansen, just admit it if you have done it. Isn t she just a woman, and you have planned to marry her before? Since that s the case, take this opportunity to marry her. This is the best solution," Marissa walked toward him slowly and persuaded. Marry her? Was this marriage a joke? How can his mother want him to simply marry someone like that? Wasn't that nonsense? What was more, there was absolutely no love at all between them. The anger in Hansen's eyes began to erupt and he clenched his fists. Marissa felt like this conversation was not going well, so she could only persuade
Jenna had already long fallen asleep. Her eyebrows were furrowed in her sleep, and her face seemed uneasy. Hansen sat idly until late at night before crawling into bed. As he just laid down, Jenna habitually wriggled into his arms as if she had smelled a familiar smell. She put her face against his chest, and gradually released her furrowed eyebrows from its tension. Such a move made Hansen's heart hurt. Deeper guilt came to his heart. He had just promised to remarry her, but it suddenly happened, so what should he do? That night, Hansen hugged Jenna and couldn't fall asleep. He tossed and turned around in bed and finally fell asleep, but then he saw Jenna lying in a pool of blood in his dreams. Her face was as pale as a ghost. He was shocked and opened his eyes, only to realize that it was already morning. The woman in his arms was sleeping soundly. It seemed like she slept very well these days. She usually didn't get enough sleep. Two strands
When Jenna woke up in the morning, she realized that it was already late in the morning. She glanced at the wall clock on the wall only to discover that it was 9 o'clock. D*mn, she slept in again! Recently, she seemed to be particularly lethargic, and she felt so tired every day. She didn't feel energetic like usual; it was probably due to fatigue. Jenna hurriedly got up, washed up, got dressed, then ran out with her bag. She saw Aria sitting on the sofa in a warm and thick coat with a smug smile on her face as soon as she walked into the living room. She was ordering Larry and Dahlia to bring over all the food and drinks she wanted arrogantly. Marissa sat beside her, caring for her. Jenna was in a hurry to go to work, so she only said to Marissa, "Auntie, I'm leaving," before she ran off to the electric car like a gust of wind. "Mom, you must help me this time. I am pregnant with Hansen's child now. If Hansen doesn't want me, then I will surel
Jenna's appetite was terrible throughout dinner. Hansen had come up with various methods so she would at least take in something. He even changed his preferences for Jenna. Things Jenna loved to eat had now become one of his favorites, too, although he never liked them before. After dinner, Jenna noticed they were not heading in the direction of the Richards Manor but in an unfamiliar direction. Surprised, she hurriedly asked, "Hansen, where are we going?" Hansen had a warm smile on his face but he remained silent. Jenna was startled to see that smile of his before a realization dawned on her. Instantly, her face flushed red slightly. Soon, the car stopped in front of a luxurious vacation villa. The bellboy of the villa greeted them immediately. Hansen opened the car door and walked to the side. Like an elegant gentleman, he extended his hand to help Jenna get down the car. Jenna put her hand gently on his. Hansen took her hand and
Hansen took off his coat, shook off the snowflakes from his body, and calmly sat down on the chair opposite him. "Hi, Uncle McAdams." He nodded politely and behaved courteously, with calmness and determination in his words. He was calm, steady and confident. The waiter immediately brought in two servings of medium-well steaks and filled their glasses with red wine. Soon, the aroma of red wine and steak filled the air in the room. "Yeah," Earl replied as he cut the steak elegantly and gently with a smile on his face. He said, "Hansen, I'm sorry. I knew it might not be appropriate to ask you out at this hour. I know you're probably busy at work recently," Earl picked up a piece of steak and put it into his mouth. He then started chewing slowly, and smiled slightly. "Uncle, please don't be sorry. It is an honor to dine with you." Hansen also skillfully cut the medium-well steak, smiling politely. Then he picked up a piece of steak with his fork and put it int
"I don't care, you have to give me a satisfactory answer today no matter what," Earl didn't care about his thoughts and said coldly. He was not an easy person to bully. He fell silent after speaking and sat on the sofa. Boy, if you need time to think about it silently, well, I'll wait for you! "I wonder what kind of answer you want." After only thinking for a while, Hansen spoke and narrowed his eyes calmly, "Uncle McAdams, you know that I am a descendant of the Richards family, and my grandmother is still alive. If you insist on me marrying Aria, she can only be a concubine. Are you willing to compromise on that?" Earl's ears moved. Concubine? Was Hansen treating his daughter like a beggar? It was absolutely unacceptable! "Hansen, do you think I am a fool? You are already divorced. You can marry my daughter as your legal wife, not a concubine. Do you think you are still living in ancient times and still care about these things? I am a government official.
"Let me tell you, Christopher, Javon is my father-in-law. His case is full of mysteries and I will not let him die in vain. I will definitely solve this case for him and seek the truth. I don't want you to intervene in this matter. Even if we have been classmates and friends for many years, I will still turn against you if you dare to stop me," Hansen's face sank and he said mercilessly. Christopher had never seen Hansen so serious. He was stunned, and suddenly laughed. "Hansen, do you think I am so useless?" He patted Hansen on the shoulder and smiled a little mysteriously. He continued, "And you were wary of me. It seems like you have come to a dead end." "What do you mean?" Hansen heard Christopher's words and he was curious, so he looked up at him, puzzled. "There are a hell lot of rumours about you lately. Tell me clearly what happened between you and Jenna, then I will tell you what you want to hear," Christopher stopped talking and teased him. Hanse