"Thank you." Jenna Murphy thanked Alvin. Alvin was not very good at articulating himself, upon hearing Jenna's thanks, he was a bit flustered and hastily said respectfully: "Young Madam, there's no need to thank me. It's just a piece of cake." Jenna took out two plastic basins and went into the bathroom. "Mr. Richards, Kyrie Gambon and Warrick Hodge have called to invite you to lunch." Alvin reported to Hansen. Hansen walked to the side of the bed. Jerry was sleeping soundly, and there was a blush on his tender face. He was very cute. His mouth was slightly open, and there was a noise in his throat from time to time. He had already finished two IV drips and was now on his third one. Hansen held on to his small hand and a look of tenderness flashed across his face. A sense of bliss was filled his heart. "When is it?" He asked coolly. "Kyrie said it would be this afternoon. However, I told him that you were busy, so he said that he would wait unt
"Jenna, Jenna." His voice came from the horizon, awakening her from the intoxicated dream. She suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him. After a while, her fingers touched his face, slowly penetrated his thick hair, and gently paused at that spot. This man could destroy her will easily. She thought that she had already built up a wall around her heart but it seemed that all of it had disintegrated in just two days. Taking advantage of this situation, Hansen grabbed her hand and held her fingertips. Her fingertips were no longer cold. They were warm. It was very comfortable and sultry to be held in his big palm. He fixed her slender fingers on the head of the bed with one hand and his breathing became heavy. He stretched out his other hand to touch her lips, which were red and beautiful from his kiss. He gently slipped his fingers into her clothes and the soft touch of her smooth skin made him gradually intoxicated. His mind went blank and his breathing became heavie
"Mom." As soon as Jerry was picked up by Jenna, he softly lay in her arms and weakly cried out with his head against the clothes at the front of her chest. Usually, he would be restless when she held him in her arms. When did he become so weak? The child didn't know how to act. It showed that he was really ill this time. Jenna's beautiful brows knitted together. She hugged him and sat down on a chair beside her. With her back facing Hansen, she raised the clothes on her chest and began breastfeeding. Hansen was stunned for a moment. Then, a self-deprecating smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He picked up his clothes and walked into the bathroom. The night in Wullen Town was very dark. A cool breeze accompanied the drizzle. Even though it was not cold, it was still cool enough to cause people to feel a chill. Jenna closed all the doors and windows. When she touched Jerry's body and found that his clothes were soaked with sweat, she changed his cloth
"Drink this soup." Seeing that she had finished her soup, Hansen handed over another bowl of silky-white fish soup. Jenna looked up and saw that he was holding a phone in one hand, staring at the screen, and handing her the fish soup in the other hand. He muttered, "After drinking this, there's porridge, and after that, there's pork leg cooked with peanuts..." "Hey, what are you doing? Do you think I could finish everything?" Jenna did not know whether to laugh or to cry. It seemed that this guy must've searched for some food on the internet and ordered whatever came up. "A woman needs to be a little curvier to be cute. You're too thin and Jerry wants to have breast milk. You've worked too hard. Eat more." Hansen simply stood by the side, as if he's a landlord supervising some workers. He glared at the food in her hand and said tactlessly, "Don't worry, these are all the food I've searched online. They're the food most suitable for women who are breastfeeding." He spo
Jenna went to the room to search for Jerry's clothes and picked up a few sets. Just in case Hansen disliked his son wearing such poor clothes. She then took out her daily necessities and put them in bags. She remembered what Hansen had said to her before she left and looked very anxious. When she came out again, Sara had already stood up. "Mom, I'll help you to bed," Jenna said softly. "Jerry is suffering from pneumonia, so he'll probably have to stay in the hospital for a few days." Sara held her hand and spoke with a serious face, "Jenna, were you with Hansen last night?" For such a long time, it was the first time that Jenna hadn't come home at night. That night, she didn't dare close her eyes. In Wullen Town, there's no one she knew, so she was worried about her safety. However, that day, when Hansen came back with her, she suddenly understood everything. "Yes, Mom." Jenna dared not to look into Sara's eyes, so she lowered her head and answered in a lo
The clothes in the drying machine had been dried up and it was already midnight! Jenna took out Hansen's suit and put it on the ironing board. She touched the soft fabric in her hand. The workmanship was very refined. There was a unique smell on the suit. For a moment, Jenna looked at the suit in a daze. Hansen's warmth, his plunder on her, and the joy and ecstasy he gave her were all lingering around her like a devil, pulling at her heart. Her hands trembled slightly as she touched the suit. Sara's words rang in her ears. She bit her lip and turned on the iron. Hansen's suit was always so well-ironed and refined. The fabric was very soft and it was a little difficult to iron it. By the time Jenna had ironed it properly, a fine layer of sweat had already seeped out from her forehead. Finally, the clothes of both father and son were ready. Jenna breathed a sigh of relief. She was afraid that the foul odour from the house would cause the clothes to smell. So
"Take the bed with Jerry. Be careful not to roll over him." She pushed herself away from Hansen's embrace. Hansen was stunned. Confused, he asked, "Where are you sleeping then?" "I'll just sit over here. Go to bed. It's already late. You'll have to keep an eye on Jerry just in case his temperature rises at night," Jenna urged him while stifling a yawn. What? How could he allow a woman to sit on the floor while he slept on the bed? That was not what a gentleman supposed to do. Hansen's face instantly darkened. He insisted, "No, I'm afraid that won't do. Here's a suggestion, you could hug me to sleep while I sleep next to Jerry." He caressed her earlobe and smirked, "Don't worry, my body is definitely more comfortable than the bed." Jenna immediately realized that he had no intention to leave. He just wanted to sleep with her, didn't he? Sara's words suddenly rang in her ears. Jenna's eyes turned cold, and her heart tightened. "No, hurry and go to bed.
"What are you trying to say? Is this fair to me? It's because you snuck away with Jerry that I had to search for you everywhere. Even now, Jerry isn't willing to acknowledge me. He even rejected me when he saw me. Isn't it all thanks to you? What are you trying to accomplish by doing this?" asked Hansen angrily, gritting his teeth. Jenna's body trembled and she said reasonably, "Hansen, we've been together for so long. What's the point of questioning me like this? Don't you understand why I'm doing this?" Hansen was stunned. Jenna's words were very obvious. Things had come to this point and it wasn't her fault. She couldn't do anything about it. The fault was still on his side. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Jenna, do you still hate me?" All these years of humiliation, this woman must be holding a grudge against him and she was not willing to forgive him easily. D*mn woman, what a narrow-minded person. He thought. In fact, he was foul-mouthed. From the be