"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
"Oh, according to what you said, this appears to be Jenna's fault. She has cast aside her dignity, isn't that so?" Sara asked contemptuously, her tone becoming more serious. "If she had the choices, would she be willing to give up on her beloved man, abandon her family, and wander around all alone? Who would be so foolish to the point that they take that for granted? What's more, at that time, you had already divorced. What reason did she have to stay with you? And please don't tell me to my face that you are not divorced!" Hansen lowered his head, guilt sweeping over him. "Plus, I've heard that Aria once spent ten million dollars to get rid of the child in Jenna's womb. In that case, anyone would tremble with fright upon hearing the news, much less my own daughter. She's just an ordinary woman. Is it wrong for her to protect herself? You said that you loved Jenna. Then, let me ask you. Since you loved her, four years ago, why did you force her to wander around across the g
"Mr. Richards, there's still an empty house next to Madam Jenna's house. We're currently renting it." Alvin thought of how in the past year, Hansen had been alone and taciturn every day. Now that he had finally met Jenna and his child, he would definitely bring them back. Two days prior, he had ordered him to search for a house nearby and had already thought of this. Now, looking at the situation at hand, it seemed like it wasn't that easy to bring Jenna and Jerry back. Thus, he told him about this news. Hansen's eyes darkened slightly as he raised his eyes and inch. "Okay, go and pack up first. We'll move in tomorrow." After his brief reply, he took out the keycard and unlocked the door. He plonked down on the bed, overwhelmed with exhaustion and sorrow, and soon fell asleep. Jenna was awakened by Jerry's coughs. When she woke up, Jerry's face was flushed red from coughing and he was on the verge of losing his breath. She was shocked and terrified as she hurriedly pi
Jenna held Jerry in her arms and slept soundly. The previous night was a sleepless one for her. With her arms embracing Jerry closely, more than half of her face was covered by her beautiful hair. Even so, Hansen could make out the sadness on her pale face, as well as the swelling and puffiness around her eyes. He felt a pang of heartache. The mother-son duo embraced each other, inseparably and intimately. It was a family connection between them. Hansen recalled what Jenna had said, "Hansen, please let Jerry go, I beg of you! Jerry belongs to me. He is my life. If I lose him, how am I going to live for the rest of my life?" He pursed his lips. Pain could be seen in his eyes. Slowly, he walked towards her, and caressed her face. "Jenna, Jerry is your life, but both you and Jerry are my life. If I lose the two of you, how am I going to live for the rest of my life?" He thought to himself. He continued. "You only think about yourself, but what abo
The thin figure was curled up on a bench chair, with her head in her hands. Her hair fell over her face, covering it completely, and her whole body was trembling. Hansen's heart tightened in an instant. "Jenna," he said, incredulously. After being stunned for a moment, he cried out, and with Jerry in his arms, he rushed to her. "Jenna! Jenna! What happened?" He put his big hand on her head and asked anxiously, "You're awake, but why are you here?" Jenna, snared in a stupor and confusion, raised her head reflexively when she heard the familiar voice. Hansen's eyes were overflowing with worry and confusion. She looked up at Hansen, her dark eyes fixed on him in an attempt to see right through him. Only now did she realize that the moment Jerry had disappeared, the person she feared of losing the most was him. Jerry was her flesh and blood. It was immutable. As for him, he seemed to hold a very special place in her heart. As scared as she mi
Just when Sergio was letting his imagination run wild, Yadriel spoke again. "Sergio, do you know who Lilian Garver is?" "Lilian Garver?" Sergio frowned as he thought, then a smile was plastered on his face. "Is that the woman who has a great influence in the international finance industry, and even the political circles in the Middle East?" Yadriel's eyes darted around as he listened. A bright light flashed in the depth of his gaze. "Yes, that's her. She is now over 70 years old. She has no children and is all alone. However, as far as I know, she was a famous star when she was young, and she was from A City. She married a foreigner, who was a very well-known politician, and gave birth to a daughter. However, for some reason they got a divorce. Since then, she fully dedicated her life to politics. She never remarried again. This woman is very skillful. She has made a name for herself in international politics, and possessed the veto power in global meetings. Therefore
"But what?" Sergio carefully listened to Yadriel, and realised he hadn't finished his sentence. He looked up. That was when he saw Yadriel's tall figure looking rather different. In his heart, his father had always been as strong as the mountains, as deep as the ocean, but now he actually looked harrowing. There was even a faint trace of desolation, causing his heart to drop a little. Yadriel had always fought for his ambition in politics. He would never hide anything from Sergio, and would even share his ambition and wisdom with him. Due to the influence from Yadriel, his ambition was to become a politician since he was young. However, that day, for the very first time, he saw how lonely Yadriel was, which upset him. "Sergio, an outstanding politician not only has vicious means, but also has to take care of the overall situation, accept it and tolerate it. You can't be indecisive when it comes to your relationship. Marriages are to serve the politics. 'Tolerance' is the ke