"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
"It's so beautiful!" Jenna cried out in surprise. She took the rose with both hands and saw the red rose petals shining under the bright sun. There seemed to be dewdrops on it. She went to smell the roses and the fragrance was intoxicating. "Thank you Rayan, it smells so good." Jenna was surrounded by a refreshing floral scent, and her whole body and mind became relaxed as if that day's stress had disappeared. "Let's go have dinner to celebrate your birthday. I'll accompany you to visit your mother in the afternoon." Rayan gracefully gestured for her to hop onto the ride, a comforting smile on his face. As far as he was concerned, as long as he could see Jenna s smile, he would be satisfied. Until this moment, she was the only woman who could make his heart skip a beat. The car she designed once impressed him deeply, hence he was very happy to be friends with such a woman. "This..." Holding the roses, she glanced toward the gate of Richards Manor, a trace of me
"Jen, you eat like a fish. A woman needs to be healthy. No matter how beautiful the flower is, it needs nutrition. You must eat more. A woman is a beautiful flower, you see. If the flower does not have nutrition, it will wither. You are exactly in your blossoming age. I have not seen you in a few months but look at how pale you look." Sighing, Rayan shook his head. Jenna lowered her head to cut the steak; she felt tears in her eyes. He didn't know that she was pregnant. If he knew, he would be scared. He would probably ignore her and even look down on her. He must have never thought that she would be so cheap! Tears welled up in her eyes and she tried her best to keep them in. While cutting the steak, lost in thoughts, she was scraping the plate. Jenna didn't hear anything. She just cut blindly, not even knowing what she was doing. "Jen, what's the matter?" Rayan looked at her in shock. She was not focused on cutting the steak. It was obvious that th
"Hansen, what's the matter with you?" She hurriedly lifted her head while still in his arms and asked him with wide, panicking eyes. The tingling sensation in Hansen's butt made him not only angry, but his body was also trembling in pain. He had never been so wretched before but when he looked up and saw Jenna's worried glare, he was taken aback and understood. This woman cared about him. At that moment, the anger that filled his heart faded and he came back to his senses. He was not in a hurry to get up, just lying down on purpose. His eyebrows were knitted together in pain as he groaned. They were so close to each other. Jenna saw the scratches she left on his face and his chin during their fight. It turned out that the well-dressed Mr. Richards was nothing but ragged and disheveled at the moment. Jenna's heart suddenly softened. Seeing that his lips were pale from the stinging pain as well as his furrowed eyebrows, she didn't know how bad th
"Okay, I'll get rid of it right away." A nurse ran out holding a bunch of bright-colored roses. Jenna was stunned. Where did the roses come from? She looked at the ward silently before walking in slowly. Hansen was lying on the bed face-down with inexplicable anger, dressed in new scrubs. "Hurry up and get me some water. I'm thirsty!" He must have heard the footsteps and yelled domineeringly with his face full of rage. He was making such a big fuss over a cup of water. He was hospitalized. Jenna sighed, seeing his annoying attitude. Although Jenna thought this way, she walked to the water dispenser and filled a plastic cup with warm water before handing it to him. "How do you expect me to drink from this kind of cup? Which manufacturer does this water come from? Is it clean?" Hansen glanced at the water cup handed to him and growled, his face gloomy. Jenna really didn t know where his wrath came from. She thought that he was being ridiculous,
Jenna stood there and stared blankly as Hansen turned his back away from her without saying a word. Somehow, his figure looked lonely. As Jenna pressed her lips together, the sensation of his lips still lingered on hers. This was the first time he has acted so cold to her since their last encounter in Los Angeles. She tried to walk away but she just couldn't. Her chest tightened; it was undeniable that she still loved him. When she watched how hurt he was that day, her heart shattered into a thousand pieces As she caressed her belly, she turned around and walked out. Hansen, who was still lying down on the bed, only began to get up when Jenna's footsteps were barely audible. His bottom was aching but it was incomparable to the ache in his heart. She resolutely left him without even looking back. At that moment, he felt totally abandoned. All he needed was her love, not pity. He wanted her whole heart. He was already furious two days
After Jose left, Hansen lay on the bed and continued working on his computer. The heaters in the room were fully turned on. Jenna was already sweating under her sable fur coat. Sweat started to get visible on her nose and forehead. She then placed the noodles on the bedside and whispered, "There is nothing left, there were only noodles. You will just have to eat this." Hansen smelled the scent of steaming noodles and raised his head with a satisfied smile on his face. "Thank you." He reached out to hold her hand. Gently placing his lips on her hand, he took a sniff while saying, "I'll eat if you feed me." "Are you serious?" Jenna stared at him angrily. "I have to work with both hands. As you can see, I don't really have time to eat." He held a file in his left hand and the computer mouse in his right, seemingly like a preoccupied businessman. Jenna was left speechless. Taking off her coat, she got rid of the heat and her hands were more flexibl