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
Jenna was stunned. "How did you know?" "It's no wonder your designs are so good." Melvin clapped his hands, realization dawning upon him. That explained why he thought she was familiar when he first caught sight of Jenna during the birthday party. He couldn't help but to say with a sigh, "Ms. Murphy, I'm so sorry that I couldn't recognize you. As a car designer myself, I am terribly ashamed for not recognizing you sooner." He had been in the car design industry for so many years, yet he had not recognized Jenna. Nevertheless, he could not be blamed. After all, this matter was too bizarre. Jenna was the spouse of Hansen, so she should not have been in Srirano in the first place. What was more shocking was that she appeared by Steffan's side, serving as a designer for Yintern Group. Moreover, Steffan openly proclaimed that she was his girlfriend. It would be no mean feat to relate one unimagined thing to another. As Melvin said these words, the surprise on Jenna's face
"Of course." Hansen chuckled and breathed a mouthful of air into her ear. "Tonight, as long as you are obedient, I will tell you everything I know." "You're indecent," Jenna said as she smacked his hand away, rolling her eyes. Her face was red, but her curiosity was intensified. "What exactly do you know? Tell me everything." The more anxious she was, the calmer Hansen became. In this way, he was keeping Jenna on her toes. "It must be a lie. You don't know anything at all. Hmph, I don't believe you." Recalling the multiple times she had been deceived by him, Jenna was discouraged and continued to say so disapprovingly. "You're suspicious of your own husband?" Hansen was unhappy. He smiled and asked confidently, "If you don't believe me, then you will never be able to figure out the relationship between the two. Why don't you carefully think about the situation? Why does Melvin want to join the Yintern Group?" "He simply listened to his mother's words," Jen
"Oh, and what kind of performance do you mean? The one in bed, or the psychological one?" Hansen laughed out loud as he joked. "Hey!" Jenna was embarrassed and shouted. Her face turned red, and she gnashed her teeth. "You know I didn't mean that." Hansen was pleased, letting out another laugh. After a while, he stopped smiling and teasing her. "Silly, you should have thought about what your husband's company is up to. Melvin is talented. It makes sense that Richards Group wants to welcome him aboard, but he is also coveted by a lot of companies. He may not necessarily come. Knowing the enemy will ensure a successful battle. Therefore, I have investigated Melvin's background before I came to the headquarters. I have already gathered this important information. Otherwise, how can I compete with him?" It occurred to Jenna that Steffan had also done a background check on Hansen. However, it was not as detailed and broad as Hansen's. This guy must be a veteran in the busin
It was loud in the bar. Jenna walked in, grasping her cell phone beside her ear. She made multiple phone calls and looked around, searching for Steffan's figure. Hansen placed one hand on her waist and relied on the dim light, trying to protect Jenna as they walked inside. Lying on the bar counter, Steffan was drunk and unconscious. "Steffan." Jenna saw him at a glance, hurriedly approached him, and shook his body. "Go away. Don't worry about me. Bring me some wine." He slapped Jenna's hand away. "Waiter, how much did he drink?" Jenna raised her head and asked the waiter at the front desk. "Miss, he drank two bottles of wine, and then downed a few bottles of beer, that's about it." The waiter explained, "When he was drunk, he kept calling your name. I checked his cell phone and found your name, so I called you." "I see. Thank you for your phone call. I will send him back home. His car will be kept here. I'll have him come fetch it tomorrow." Je
"How did you know that I was just pretending?" Steffan sat up, raised his eyebrows, and asked coldly. A cold smile emerged from the corner of Hansen's mouth. He said slowly, "When Jenna and I supported your body back to your room, you placed all of your weight on my side. A drunkard wouldn't be able to do this." Steffan was shocked that he was able to figure this out. "I didn't want to put my weight on her." He pursed his lips slightly, with all of the calmness and none of the embarrassment. "Haha." Hansen chuckled. "You sure know how to be compassionate with women. It's not in vain for her to be so sincere towards you." "Of course." Steffan said shamelessly, "I know Dory's character the best." "Hence, you're using her gratitude and guilt towards you to hold her back?" Hansen asked as he raised an eyebrow. His expression was stern. "Hmph." Steffan let out a snort, and resumed speaking with disdain. "Dory chose to be with you because she's