"Really?" Jenna smiled nonchalantly with aggressive eyes. "Norton, if you still have your conscience, you will give me a straight answer." Norton looked at her silently. "Jenna, please let me go, I don't want to go to jail. I will make it up to you. Anything you want, you can just ask for it," Norton suddenly begged Jenna as he looked at her in agony. "Norton, do you have any dignity?" Jenna gritted her teeth and looked at him angrily. He was so embarrassed that he dared not look at her, let alone answer her. "Let me ask you: do you love Sabrina?" Jenna stared at his gloomy face and asked with a heavy tone. Sabrina? Norton was shocked by the mention of her name and then he suddenly understood. Jenna came to him for Sabrina, not for herself. What was on her mind? She was completely unreadable. "Jenna, I have never loved any other woman in my life other than you." Norton stood up straight, cleared up his thoughts, and told her. Jenna
On the 88th floor of International Kinsey Center. Hansen was sitting at his desk reviewing year-end reports and annual reviews. He also had to hold a meeting to come up with the budget and plan for the upcoming year. He was very busy. It was already late and he was exhausted. He got up and stretched before slumping onto the sofa. As Hansen was working overtime, his secretary, Yuri Adams, did not dare to leave and remained outside. Hearing Hansen's footsteps, she hurriedly walked in. "Mr. Richards, have a cup of tea." Yuri walked in with a cup of hot tea and offered it to him. "Thank you." Hansen stroked his forehead. "Mr. Richards, please don't hesitate to ask for me if you need me. I'll be outside," Yuri said softly and slowly retreated after seeing Hansen's nod. Hansen raised his gaze at Yuri's back and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Yuri was initially Jenna's secretary before Jenna arranged for her to be at Hans
"Get out!" she yelled angrily. The anger she suppressed in her heart was completely released. She picked up a vase on the table and threw it at him. Hansen stepped backward. The vase missed him and fell to the ground, shattering into pieces. "Don't think I will let you off the hook today. I won't leave until I get an explanation." Hansen's face was pale as he pulled his tie off and threw his suit onto the sofa. Right then, he was behaving like a jealous child. He couldn't get what he wanted and got angry and frustrated. Therefore, he was seeking attention and claimed that these belonged to him. It was just that this anger was more than that. Explanation? Jenna was puzzled for a moment, wondering what he was referring to. "What's there to explain? We're divorced. Do I owe it to you to explain anything? Hurry up, get out." Jenna had no idea where this was coming from. She pointed at the door and ordered. "Hmph," Hansen snorted coldly. He was unwi
"Aunt Ella, Aunt Ella, come and help me. I'm going to get beaten to death!" Jenna laid on the bed for a while and cried, "Are my two bodyguards dead? Did I pay them for nothing? I'm going to get beaten to death. Are you guys protecting me this way? I won't pay you wages anymore." Jenna was crying and howling, tears flowing down her cheeks. "Hey, what are you screaming about? Who is beating whom?" Hansen asked in annoyance. He was flustered by her crying and he relaxed his grip on her. Jenna took the opportunity to turn around and slap him. Her hand landed right on Hansen's face and he felt a burning pain. The sun must have risen from the west that day. She dared to hit him! Hansen thought. Previously, she slapped him because he was drunk but this time she blatantly slapped him on purpose. Scratching, biting, hitting, kicking; he had witnessed every trick of hers that day. Was there a woman more savage than her? He pressed himself against
"Jenna, Jenna, wake up." Hansen sat in the car's back row holding Jenna as he yelled her name. The driver drove to the hospital quickly.Jenna was in a deep sleep. In her dream, there was a wicked person chasing after her. She ran until her shins were sore. Halfway through, she fell to the ground and couldn't get back up.There was a voice constantly calling her. It was a voice she was very familiar with, a voice that could awaken her instantly.Slightly opening her eyes, she only felt a warm embrace and powerful arms around her. Wasn't she in her bedroom? Where was she this instant?She seemed to be moving forward. She was lifted mid-air and her head became dizzier."Jenna, you're awake," a surprised cry came. She opened her eyes and searched for the voice until she met a pair of eyes that were filled with anxiety and joy. Those bright eyes were as deep as a well and they were dazzling to the point that it shook her soul.Slowly, she remembered what happened.Befor
"Ah!" Meroy was taken aback by Sabrina's call. When she looked up and saw Jenna and Sabrina standing in front of her, she sighed in relief. Immediately, she put away the medicine bottle in her hand and said with a smile, "Young Madam, Miss Sabrina, you are here. Please go in." "Meroy, what are you holding in your hand?" Sabrina asked when she saw Meroy hurriedly hiding the thing in her hand. She was curious, therefore she asked with widened eyes. "Miss Sabrina, it's nothing." Meroy smiled and said, "It's the medicine Old Madam is taking." "Oh." Sabrina nodded and no longer asked any further. "Meroy, is Grandma's heart disease better?" Jenna asked with a serious look. Meroy returned the look. She nodded and solemnly said, "It's no unusual thing that Old Madam has a heart condition since she is advanced in age but there is nothing serious about it. Young Madam, Miss Sabrina, please don't worry." "Thank you for taking care of her, Meroy," Jenna replied
"Vivian, I will call an experienced doctor over," Jenna said with tears in her eyes. She was barely smiling. "Jenna, there's no need for that. I know my own body. I won't die yet." Vivian patted Jenna's hand and smiled faintly. "Do you have anything to say to me? " Jenna was stunned and she looked at Vivian. There was a gleam in her eyes. She seemed to guess their purpose for coming in. At this moment, she was calm, peaceful like a river, fearless of life and death. She was so calm that it made Jenna calm down too. Sure enough, she was the most brilliant woman among the rich, the most outstanding woman among them. Although she was old, she was still composed in the face of life and death. That temperament and composure were really not what ordinary people could have. "Yes, I have something to say," Jenna answered almost without thinking. Facing such an experienced woman, even if they didn't say it, she must know that they were hiding a secret.
"What are you doing?" Norton hurriedly stepped forward to close the door before asking in a deep voice. If possible, he would rather not see her for the rest of his life. "Oh please, Norton." Aria smiled widely. "How's life after being released from prison?" She asked, all but casual about it. Hearing this, Norton shuddered and his voice became lowered. "What do you want?" "What do you mean?" Aria sneered, "You wouldn't be so na?ve as to think that I would bail you out of jail for nothing, right? You should know that you have to pay for easy days with your own hard work. I assume you understand this." Norton's face darkened and he gaped at her without saying a word. "I have some news. Trevor can open his eyes now and his recovery is speedy, he's almost fully recovered. If you don't take any action, it will be too late." Aria's expression suddenly turned icy. Without a frown, she spoke coldly. Trevor can open his eyes? Hearing that, Norton