An emergency operation was ongoing. Hansen sat on the bench outside the operating room like an ice sculpture. The scene of Jenna pouncing on him, pushing him away, and defending him from the knife attack flashed in his mind. His expression was dull and his heart was in a mess. Why did she block the knife for him? At such a dangerous moment, she rushed over regardless of her own safety and blocked the knife for him. Didn't she know that it was dangerous? Was he worth it? The door of the operating room opened, and Hansen stood up in a hurry. "How is she, Director Brooks?" he asked eagerly. Director Brooks took off his mask, the crow's feet at the corner of his eyes wrinkled together, and then they stretched out again. His tone was as relaxed as he could possibly be, and there was a smile in his tone, "Mr. Richards, don't worry. The patient is not in danger anymore. Fortunately, the wound is not too deep, her organs were not hurt. She will be fine
Jenna was exhausted and sweating all over. Her cheeks were flushed from excitement. Hansen's hand touched the sweat all over her body. He said in a low and angry voice, "Why did you save me? I am a man, I don't need a woman to protect me." His words were full of anger, and he was feeling upset. Jenna's fantasy about him was instantly shattered by his words. She thought he was so anxious because he was afraid that after she had saved him, it would become a burden on his back. He was afraid that she would latch shamelessly on him from now on. After all, the person he loved was Aria. They were getting married soon. "I didn't save you on purpose. I was afraid that after you got hurt, I wouldn't be able to complete designing the car, then I couldn't leave Richards Group. I was even more afraid that I couldn't find the two cars." Jenna felt bitter in her heart. She gritted her teeth and finished her words in one breath. Then, as if she had used up all her strength, sh
Jenna's face changed when she heard that, and she looked straight at the TV screen. Rayan raised his handsome eyebrows, looked at the TV, and then back to stare at Jenna's stiff expression. His eyes were obviously filled with worry, and a trace of gloom flashed through his pupils. Sighing lightly, he smiled faintly and said, "Jen, don't worry. Hansen will settle this matter. He's the president of the Richards group, we should trust him." How would Hansen settle this? It was a test of his wisdom and sincerity. Rayan's eyes were bright like a spark. Perhaps after this, he would get the answer he wanted, and Jenna could see her future path clearly. She would know whether what she had done was worth it or not, and she should know how to carefully choose her future. Rayan was waiting for such an opportunity so that everyone could see the truth and their hearts clearly, including himself. "Jenna, promise me," Rayan sat down on the edge of the bed and said
"I never expect you to behave yourself, but now that you're my employee, you're still getting close with my biggest competitor. You don't care about your reputation at all. Do you think it's good if rumors arise? Fine. Don't think I'll be grateful to you just because you saved me. Let me tell you, I don't need a b*tch like you to save me," Hansen gnashed his teeth. His words were cold as ice. Jenna felt a chill down her spine and even her wounds felt like they were frozen. "You b*stard," she clenched her teeth and said with hatred, "Hansen, I didn't expect you to be such a superficial and vulgar man." What did she do wrong? Rayan was someone who helped her when she was in trouble. If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have been able to achieve today's success. Could she be the world's top designer? She was sad, disappointed, and penniless when she was in the United States. Where was Hansen at that time? Didn't he forsake her while he was embracing another beauty?
"Mr. Richards, the patient has lost too much blood and her body is weak. She needs a blood transfusion." When Dr. Brooks saw Hansen, whose eyes were scarlet and his face looking twisted in pain. He was confounded. Rumors had been swirling that Hansen was surrounded by innumerable beautiful women, and that he was soon going to be married to Aria McAdams, the great beauty in A city. A few days ago, reporters photographed him having dinner with Aria's parents and discussing the wedding. However, the scene in front of him was that Hansen's eyes were fixed on the weak woman in the hospital bed, and he looked like his heart seemed was full of sorrow. Why was he so nervous about her? Was it because she saved him? Or did he actually love this woman, his ex-wife? Although Dr. Brooks was surprised, he did not dare to speculate too much. After all, it was Hansen's personal matters. The personal affairs of successful people were usually mysterious and eventful. As a doctor,
"Hansen, I'll say it again. I didn't do anything to hurt you and your father. As for what happened that day, I have no idea. Similarly, for our marriage, it was not my intention as well, It was grandma's order. If you're hurt because of this, I can only apologize. However, you're not the only one who got hurt. What about me?" Jenna said word by word with a cold smile on her lips. As she was talking about her sad past, she began to cry. Her shoulders trembled, but her eyes were full of stubbornness. How could she admit to something she had not done? She did not have anything to do with what happened three years ago. She had no idea what had happened at all! "Okay, okay. It's my bad for bringing it up." Hansen thought of Dr. Brooks' words when he saw that she was stirred, so he nodded repeatedly and said, "Let the past stay in the past. Now, take good care of yourself and eat something." Hansen was extremely annoyed. He really didn't want to talk about the d*mned
"Jenna, when I saw the news from the TV that day, I wanted to rush towards Hansen and fight him," she said sadly. She looked around the room and asked angrily, "How could that b*stard Hansen left you here alone?" "That's not it!" Jenna thought of Hansen's attentive care for her these days and quickly defended him. "Jenna, don't tell me that you are still looking forward to remarry him? Are you doing this to impress him?" Hannah looked at her as if she was an alien and asked incredulously. Jenna felt bitter in her heart and gave a wry smile. "Hannah, it's true that I love him, but that's just a matter of the past. I joined Richards Group for my personal affairs. I've already given up on things that have nothing to do with this. Otherwise, I wouldn't have agreed on the divorce." Jenna's eyes looked a little empty as she tried her best to explain. Was that really the case? She couldn't figure it out herself. "If that's the case, why did you save him? Ar
"Aria, it's already late at night. What's the matter?" He said in a calm and unhappy tone. He was annoyed by the woman who pestered him all day long. "Hansen, I haven't seen you for a few days. What are you doing? I miss you, I want to see you," Aria pouted and said in a sexy baby voice. Hansen's eyebrows furrowed even deeper. He suddenly felt that her voice was really annoying and harsh. He yawned. "Aria, it's late now. Go to sleep. I'll bring you out in a few days," Hansen placated her unwillingly. "Hansen, what are you doing these days? Today, I went to see the wedding dresses with Mom. I found one that's beautiful and suitable for me. Hansen, can you come here now? I'll bring you to see it now," Aria said excitedly and brimming with expectation. Hansen was stunned, as if a bucket of cold water was poured from his head. The fiery desire inside his body was completely extinguished. His dream was cut off, and it was cruel and sharp. In the dar