"The two of you will guard at the stairs on the second floor. I'll call you when I need something." Jenna heard the noise. She walked out and said plainly to the two men. "Okay," Nelson and Haward responded. They wondered in their hearts, "The luxurious Richards Manor was already heavily guarded. Why did she hire them?" However, they would not spend the time to guess about what was going on in such a prestigious, big family. The salary was pretty good anyway. "What are you thinking, having two men in the house? Are you planning to cheat?" Hansen's expression was nasty and his eyebrows were snapped together as if he wanted to knock some sense into her. Jenna gave him a sidelong glance and spun around, her back facing him. She then strutted into the room and said loudly, "Didn't you hear me just now? To guard against thieves and perverts." "Who's the thief? Who's the pervert? Be clear with what you say." He was so mad that his head throbbed and his stomach w
Jenna folded her hands in front of her chest and her silky hair rested on her shoulders. Although her face was pale, her unique beauty and charm could not be concealed. She gazed at him, her glare icy and piercing. To be precise, she was squinting at Hansen and Aria. Aria's arms were snaked around Hansen's waist as she clung to him. Her round eyes were full of innocence and grievance, looking like a petite girl being bullied. Jenna clenched her fists, her stare sending chills running down spines. "Hansen Richards, there are three minutes left before twelve o'clock. Listen up, if you don't come up and move your things, I will throw them down," she tilted her head slightly, looked at the pair with disdain, and said mercilessly. Hansen almost lost his mind at that moment. This woman was crazy mad! She dared to throw his things down? She had absolutely no regard for him! Aria was shocked, masking her face with grief and fear but her heart was jumping in
"If you dare to put a finger on them, I will call the police immediately." Upstairs, Jenna had already picked up her phone. "Call the police?" Marissa mocked. "You can try that. Let's see if the police can get past the front gate of Richards Manor." When Marissa said this, her face was full of arrogance. She dismissed Jenna's threat, not the least bit affected by the police. "Enough, stop this." Hansen's face was terrifyingly gloomy. He was about to stand up but Aria wrapped herself close around him. He swept his stern gaze at her and it sent goosebumps crawling all over her skin. Scared, she withdrew her hand instantly. "Clean everything up and put them in one of the rooms on the first floor. Have a room prepared for me," he approached and instructed the servants. They hurriedly started tidying up the living room. "Mom, this is all my fault. Jenna did it because I refused to move. This matter should end here," he looked at Marissa and said with little emo
Loneliness encircled Jenna when she lay in bed at night. She woke up several times in the middle of her sleep. She felt scared being alone. Not knowing how she would endure such long nights alone in the future, she wondered when would days like this end. She stroked her belly with her hand. There was always a faint, bloating pain in her belly. She felt as if it was going to blow up at any second. She looked up information from the internet and found that this was a normal sign during the development of the fetus. Her belly was going to be like a huge, round cannonball. The more she thought about it, the more afraid she became. After two days of rest, she was ready to start her plan. In any case, she should not stay in Richards Manor for too long and she must leave before her belly got bigger. It was said that winter nights were very long. Jenna had nothing to do all day, somehow dozing off into dreamland every now and then. Thus, she woke up qu
"You b*stard, you actually tricked me!" Jenna was furious and said fiercely, "I wish for nothing more than you to be dead. How would I even do that? I was just hungry and I came down to find something to eat. I thought you were someone else, that's why I covered you with the blanket." When she said this, she felt extremely wronged and tears were welling up in her eyes. "Is that true?" Hansen observed her, not believing her words. After a while, he smiled again. "Jenna, stop lying. There's only one man in this house, you must've known it was me. You can't hide anything from me." He leaned down, about to kiss her. Jenna blocked his lips with her hands. She was blushing but fortunately, the lights were dim and he could not see it. She had been determined to slowly forget him. She was disappointed in herself. When she saw Hansen on the sofa like that, she took pity on him and covered him with the blanket. The single movement was enough to make him
"Put me down, I want to go back. I don't want to go out to eat." Jenna only had a coat on her and she did not dare to get into a struggle with him for fear of revealing her pajamas. She merely complained in his arms. It was so late and so cold; she did not want to go outside. She just wanted to go back to her bedroom. "No," Hansen interrupted her flatly. He was decisive. "You have to eat out. Look at your face, it's like a starving beggar on the streets. People might think that the Richards family had abused you." The driver had brought the jeep out of the underground parking lot. Hansen gave her no chance for objection and he picked her up, getting into the car. He just would not put himself in other people's shoes, Jenna thought. It was so late, yet he still ordered Butler Maud and the driver to work for him. He was really inconsiderate of his servants. Hansen settled her on the soft bed in the back row, where the heaters were turned on. It was very warm.
"Keep an eye on him. Never let this man step into the second floor in the future." Just as Hansen walked down the stairs, Jenna's voice sounded from behind. He turned his head and saw her standing right there instructing the two guards, her face emotionless. Such a cruel woman! He stared at her bitterly. She looked down on him from above the stairs and he saw a victorious hint of a smile in her eyes. After this incident, he was completely defeated and never dared to sneak into her room again. Although he missed her deeply, itching to hold her and be by her side, he did not mess with her anymore. He hated and loved her at the same time; there was no way to make her give in. For the first time, he felt powerless to a woman. After eating, Jenna picked up her bag to go visit her mother at the hospital one day. She walked to the parking lot and started the car. As soon as she reached Richards Manor's entrance, she saw Hansen's jeep driving tow
"Jenna, did you hear that?" Sara saw her daughter sitting in a daze, not even giving her a short answer, and grew anxious. She raised her voice and asked again. Jenna flinched from the sudden question and saw Hansen staring at her with a smirk on his face. She immediately understood what he meant by this arrangement. She had to smile bitterly and agreed with her mother. "Mom, don't worry, I understand." Sara sensed that Jenna's promise was unconvincing and was a little dissatisfied. Jenna really did not know to gain people's favor. The least she could do was to be more enthusiastic in front of her husband to win his heart. She sighed in her heart and shot a disappointed look at her. "Do you hear that? Please take good care of my father from now on," Hansen nodded and whispered to her ear. Jenna rolled her eyes at him and Hansen chuckled. "Oh, Hansen, what happened to your right face?" Sara gasped when she saw the scratch marks on his face. Hans