"Jenna, come here." Hansen stared at Jenna and extended his hand to her. His expression grew sorrowful as he asked, "Do you know the consequences of your actions? Do you know the negative outcomes associated? Do you know you are letting me down?" His eyes were bloodshot and there were dark circles under his eyes. He looked haggard. His wrinkled suit gave him a disheveled appearance. He stretched out his hand to her again. His eyes were fixed on Jenna, eagerly waiting for her response. Jenna had a soft spot for him. She almost forgot her goal and dashed towards him. However, she stopped herself. No, she couldn't go. She could not let her efforts go down the drain. "Hansen, I don't think there will be any negative consequences." She smiled at him and said lightly, "You can marry Aria and I can be with Rayan. There's nothing wrong with it. We got divorced a long time ago. What we are doing is not against the law. I think there is nothing shameful about
"Are you going to remove all of them?" Rayan inquired inquisitively as Jenna began packing them up. "Yes, these are the only things that belong to me in this room. I have to take them away. The others are not mine. Besides, I won't be living here starting from today. Soon, the room won't belong to me anymore." She sighed as she collected the graphics and seashells carefully. Rayan saw tears welling up in her eyes, yet she clenched her teeth to prevent her tears from trickling down her cheeks. He was moved and at that moment, he made a solemn promise to forget about her past and protect her in the future. He wanted to give her the love she deserved. When Hansen dashed into the room, he saw Jenna picking up the items he was proud of owning . For the past three years when Jenna left him, he would always snatch a glance at the items from the cracks of the door. He always had mixed feelings when he stared at them as though the items belonged to him just like their owner. T
"Hansen, I'm not forcing you but if you don't marry Aria, the Richards Group would definitely go out of business and many people would lose their jobs. Lots of companies in A city will come to snatch our properties. It's difficult to start a new company. Do you remember Simon who used to be well-known in A City? He lost everything just because he went against the officials. The debts amounted to double the value of his property. He couldn't start over. I do not wish to see the Richards Group in this state." Marissa seemed to have made up her mind. "Mom, what about my happiness? What about true love?" Hansen asked coldly. His expression was unreadable. "Your happiness?" Marissa sighed and asked, "Are you still unsatisfied? You have everything you want. Your future is bright and you are one of the wealthiest men in the world. How many people wished to be in your position? You are going to marry the daughter of the soon-to-be Mayor. Besides, she has your child. What else do yo
"Rayan, are you sure that my mother would not receive the news by the media?" Thinking of her mother gave her a headache. Fortunately, she took safety measures the night before and asked Rayan for help to bring her mother out of A City to reside in a remote town in Los Angeles for the time being. If she was still here, she would have fainted upon receiving the news. "Don't worry, she is currently in a famous hospital. The director is close to me and would take good care of your mother. She won't receive any news from A city," Rayan nodded his head and replied with confidence. "That's good. Thank you, Rayan." Jenna was relieved. She was filled with gratitude. Apart from thanking him, she really had no other way to express her gratitude. "Silly girl, this is an easy task." Rayan smiled. "It's just that you can't keep it a secret from her forever." "Yes, I would eventually tell her once she recovers and the rumors have ceased to spread. She has experienced a
"Jenna!" He pushed the door open only to find the room empty. Not only was Jenna nowhere in sight, but all the decorations had also been removed completely. He bellowed in frustration, "Where are you? What on earth is going on?" After a while, Aunt Ella dashed into the room. Upon seeing Hansen's expression, she understood what happened immediately. Tears welled up in her eyes as she said quivering, "Young Master, Madam Marissa already instructed the servants to clean up this room before Aria moves in after your wedding." Tears coursed down Aunt Ella's cheeks. She missed Jenna terribly. Jenna was such a good person. What did she do to deserve this? "Wedding?" Hansen was stunned and his expression darkened. "Who said that? Why don't I know anything about it?" "Madam Marissa announced it. It's all over the news. The guests have already been invited." Tears split over and flowed down her face like a river escaping a dam. Realization dawned on Hansen as he reca
Norton finally understood why Sabrina was upset. He sneered, "It's not about Hansen's taste; he is unworthy of Jenna. I think this is a good outcome. Jenna can finally be free. She would only suffer if she continues being with him." "No, I think they are a very good pair but I don't know why something like this happened. It's so sad." Sabrina was in distress and she couldn't get over it. She murmured, "Norton, if you dare to become a bastard like Hansen, I will never forgive you." Norton was startled when he heard what she said. He teased, "You are already starting to worry before we are even getting married. Don't worry, I will never let you down. I will make you happy." "Really?" Sabrina stared at him with shining, ecstatic eyes. Norton s heart raced. Her eyes were filled with happiness and hope. It was blinding and beautiful. He felt a sense of responsibility and wanted to promise her a lifetime of happiness. He parted his lips but he could not bring himself
"What's the matter?" Rayan asked without raising his head. "Mr. Whalen, the young man has been standing by the gate for the entire afternoon, refusing to leave. He insists on bringing..." The housekeeper's voice faltered as he glanced at Jenna. Jenna's head throbbed and she was in a state of flux. Darkness had fallen and it was raining cats and dogs. Did Hansen still refuse to leave? How long had he been standing there? Her face turned ashen. "All right, I'll go and have a look." Rayan nodded. The housekeeper then left. Jenna was in a dilemma. Rayan stared deep into her eyes. "What's the matter? Do you want to see him?" he asked softly. "What? No..." Jenna responded instinctively but her fingers began fidgeting. "Are you sure?" Rayan asked again. His intense gaze fixed on her. "Uh, uh." Jenna nodded mechanically as her eyes were fixed on the table. "Well, don't worry. I'll ask him to go home." Rayan nodded.
"Hansen, are you a three-year-old? Please don't be so na?ve, all right? How can you still be so unrealistic even at this moment? Don't make a fool of yourself." Jenna sneered. Was he still the capable and cunning man she once knew? Why did he become so childish? How could he still have the time to be here, begging for her to go home with him? Didn't he know the Richards Group's current situation? "Open the gate, open the gate for me," Hansen insisted. He knew that it was impossible to convince her but he did not wish to give up. Seeing her standing just a few steps away, he became anxious and began pushing against the gate with all his might. Rayan stood silently by Jenna's side. His gaze fixed upon her. "Please go. It's impossible between us." Tears welled up in her eyes. She could not bear to see the scene and her heart went out to him. In the end, she turned around and refused to look at him. A gust of wind almost swept away the umbrella in her ha