"Do I have your approval?" A hint of mockery flashed across the corners of Hansen's mouth. "Jenna, will you give me this chance? If I patiently wait till you're ready, then I'm afraid that in the future, the one by your side would no longer be me, your husband, but that homewrecker, Steffan. If that's the case, then that would be such a waste, and it's unfair to me. If time is what you need, then there's no problem. From today onwards, I will show the utmost patience by accompanying you until you regain your memories." Crimson red painted across Jenna's face and ear, while she said in annoyance, "What nonsense are you spouting? Be reasonable!" She didn't agree with Hansen's description of Steffan. It was true that Steffan was in love with her, but it wasn't like he wanted it. It was no fault of his. Besides, choosing whom to love was in their own right. "Am I being unreasonable?" Hansen smiled sarcastically, his voice turning cold. "I'm here today to judge your reason
That morning, Hansen had specially done his research on the internet. People who lost their memory should not be forced into recollecting their memories as this would worsen the patient's state. It was obvious that Alvin was too hasty and hadn't factored this into his decision. Alvin only realized this when he saw Jenna's agonized expression. However, it was already too late. Luckily, he had only explained the condition of Hansen's eyesight. He lowered his head, feeling a little guilty. Hansen gave him a hard stare and turned around. He reached out his hand and embraced Jenna. He whispered into her ear affectionately, "Jenna, it's fine to forget everything about the past. It wasn't anything wonderful anyway. I was also a jerk. I once hurt you deeply, but I can guarantee that it was all unintentional. Just forget about the past. From now on, I will give you everything that you need, I will make you feel like the luckiest woman alive. It is not too late. We still have countle
"Somehow, the conditions here are too simple and crude. It can't possibly suit your needs." Jenna's face was red as she fumbled for an excuse. "You can endure living here, so why can't I? Didn't you say that a husband and wife should advance and retreat together, and should be willing to suffer together?" Hansen smiled as he declared his decision righteously. Jenna was speechless, and she huffed a breath in annoyance. "Well, whatever floats your boat. I don't care." Her face was red, and she reached for the eye medicine. "Come on, take your medicine first." Her tone was stiff. Hearing her voice, Hansen knew that she was annoyed. "First, open your eyes and rinse them with this." Jenna took out the bottle of medicine and carefully read the instruction manual. Hansen was very compliant. Jenna's movements were soft and delicate, as gentle and agile as the spring breeze caressing the surface of his face. Ripples seemed to form in the depths of
"So, you're Mr. Tangger. Forgive my rudeness." Hansen stood in the middle of the room and spoke to Zevulon in an imposing manner. Zevulon was never known for being nosy. Naturally, he didn't think much about the relationship between Hansen and Jenna. When he heard Hansen calling Jenna his wife, he was floored for a long time before coming back to his senses. He then glanced at both Sfeffan and Hansen, and cleared his throat. "Oh, Mr. Richards, nice to meet you. It turns out that Dory is your wife. Forgive my feeble old brain for failing to see this. Well, how about this?" He took a step forward, bowed his head and whispered teasingly, "I always dote on my apprentices, but sometimes I can be a bit harsh. If I had offended Dory in the past, then allow me to offer my apology." As he spoke, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it under his nose, and sniffed it. Then, he lit it slowly and steadily. "Alvin." Hansen was a wise man. He was clear-headed and immed
As Jenna's hand left Hansen's palm, he felt a gust of emptiness. It was as if his heart was empty. He immediately sought Alvin. "Alvin, have you finished tidying up my office?" Alvin smiled and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Richards. I've been working overtime the whole night and now it's finally done." "Very well." Hansen smiled. As soon as Jenna opened the door to the office, a fresh floral fragrance wafted into her nose. She was shocked to see a bundle of roses waiting on her desk. She was stunned. She was sure it hadn't been there the previous afternoon. She gripped the key in her hand. Yes, the key was still with her, so it was impossible for someone to have opened the door to her office. But where did these flowers come from? She walked over, picked up the roses, inspecting them. They were fresh, as if they had just been plucked. She lowered her head and thought for a while. Such a thing could only be Steffan's doing! At the t
Hansen could imagine Jenna feeling all cringey as he held her in his arms, and he started laughing out loud. Jenna stretched out her hand to thump him, but he grabbed it and seized the opportunity to take advantage of the situation. Jenna was completely defeated. A five-minute task turned into a thirty-minute task with Hansen's constant teasing. After applying the medicine, Hansen had no intention of leaving at all. He took out his cell phone and fumbled around, clicking on a news channel. Putting on a pair of headphones, he lounged on the couch. Jenna had long been acquainted with Hansen, that scoundrel. If he didn't leave, then she wouldn't be able to force him to leave either. She just pretended that he didn't exist. The hour of the car exhibition was approaching, and she couldn't delay her work anymore. Refusing to pay him any heed, she walked to the desk and continued her work. However, she was really not used to having someone stayi
"Hmm, it seems that I should hasten the treatment for my eyes. It's a pity that I can't see such a breathtaking scene, my dear wife's beautiful figure." Hansen's hand fell on her skin, his hot breath fanning her ears. There was a very warm smile on his face. Jenna was in a narrow bathtub, with their limbs tangling together. His touch couldn't help but leave a spark on her body. This guy was all too familiar with her body, every tiny movement of his seemed to tease her. She soon felt like she was melting in his gaze and touch, and it was difficult for her to control herself. She couldn't help but tremble and plead, "Can you let me go? We're in the office." "It's more exciting in the office." Hansen laughed. His face was covered with desire, emotions flaming like a soulful fire. Ever since Jenna had 'drowned', he had buried all these emotions deeply, quickly forgetting this feeling of intoxication. He never thought that he could ever experience it agai
"Thank you." Steffan had no reaction whatsoever, so why should she feel nervous? Jenna thought as she sat down, with the burden lifted off her shoulders. When Melvin saw Jenna coming over, he raised his eyebrows and stared at her slyly. Jenna felt stuffy at his near voyeuristic gaze. Melvin's sly eyes were as blue as ever. The only difference was that the bridge of his nose had been bandaged with a gauze. His wound also had not recovered completely. Even so, it seemed that he still had not rectified his lecherous nature, and his behavior was still as mischievous as ever. "Ahem." Steffan cleared his throat "Dory, Master Adames will be joining Yintern Group from today onwards. The two of you will be working with each other to design cars. I hope to be amazed at a groundbreaking model at the fair next month." Did Melvin really join Yintern Group? Jenna was a little surprised. She remembered Zevulon mentioning Melvin coming to work in Yintern Group, and to her