All Chapters of A Second Chance at Romance: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

"It's easy to find a girlfriend, but it isn't easy to find a wife," Kenneth said frankly. He insisted on finishing his line despite Darren's murderous glare. "Especially a wife like Ms. Emerson. If you're filing for a divorce, I'm very much willing to be at your service.""There's no way this will happen."With a dark expression, Darren separated him from Hannah. "Mr. Sorsby, could you go somewhere else if you don't have anything else to say? Hannah's busy right now.""Tch, he's boiling with jealousy right now," Kenneth thought to himself. He was also jealous of Darren. How could he win Hannah's heart if he wasn't thick-skinned? She was already gorgeous, to begin with, but her talent only managed to make her even more captivating. The first thing one would notice when they first saw Hannah would be her looks. However, as time passed by, her looks would be one of her least significant possessions to them. Hannah's ability and talent were what made her unique. That was how she w

Hannah was unavoidably tired from socializing for too long. She put on her coat and headed out to the banquet hall. It was already getting dark. Even the lights in the alleys nearby dimmed. Hugging herself, she breathed in the cold winter air. As the cold air seeped into her throat, her mind felt clearer. Right at that moment, she saw a slender figure appear briefly at the entrance of that dark alley. The figure went past the dim lights and headed straight for the alley. Hannah's heart skipped a beat. That figure looked incredibly familiar. What was she doing there at such a late hour? After a few moments of hesitation, she made a quick decision. She grabbed a broom the janitors left at the back door and trailed after the figure. Her heels clacked vigorously on the ground as she strode quickly toward the alley. When she finally arrived, only did she realize the alley wasn't a one-way alley. Instead, the alley branched out into several crooked paths.The dark alley resembled a

Even during a reconciliation, Matthew relied on reprimanding his daughter and pointing out his daughter's shortcomings to establish his authority. Misty lowered her head with resentment as she replied softly, "Alright, Dad. I know I was wrong. My room ..."She fiercely closed her eyes as if not feeling the pain in her heart as she continued, "I'll just give it up."She didn't want the room that Hannah had used, even if it were returned."Thank you." Matthew finally showed a hint of a smile.He continued, "Haven't you always wanted to change the decor? After Hannah leaves, we can renovate your room and make it however you like. What do you think?""Thank you, Dad." Misty forced a smile and nodded. "I have no objections to letting Hannah have my room."Upon seeing Matthew's mood stabilize, Claudia frowned slightly as she said, "Still, Hannah may not necessarily stay overnight with Mr. Winchester in our home."At these words, Matthew's expression stiffened.He was well aware tha

The thought of Hannah in a devastated state and crying in despair thrilled Jane."Remember to take some pictures to show the Garners and the Winchesters. Show them how well we've treated Mrs. Winchester and Ms. Garner."Jane could no longer wait. As she strode out, she said, "Right, I'll leave them to you. I'll be back later."The men bellowed with laughter as they sent her off.Jane's departure didn't mean danger was far from over. Not knowing it was because of the cold or fear, Sheila was shivering all over. Her body, still feverish, scooted closer to Hannah. Her voice was trembling when she asked, "Ms. Emerson, what do we do? What will happen to us?" Her face was filled with despair. Since they were bound, they couldn't even fend off Jane, let alone these burly men. They stood no chance at all. Sheila would rather die than be humiliated by these people. Overwhelmed by anguish, she finally couldn't help but sob softly. Her face was pale. "Shh—" Just then, Hannah, who ha

"Jump!" Hannah's expression became stern. Having no time to think twice, she lifted her hand and pushed Sheila. At such a critical moment, Sheila gritted her teeth and jumped off right away with her eyes closed.With the dried grass and the two down jackets they had tossed down earlier functioning as a cushion, although her whole body was aching, she didn't suffer from any injuries. Hannah swiftly followed. She grabbed Sheila's hand and urged, "Run!"Fortunately, the window was on the side of the factory. The thugs had to come through the main entrance to get to them. Their angry voices were still quite a distance away. As Hannah dragged Sheila along, she darted down the mountains. She had been in fights since she was young, and her training never ceased. Thus, she still had plenty of energy to spare. However, Sheila, who had led a sheltered life and was currently feverish, was literally being dragged along by her after some time. As the voices of the thugs drew closer, Sheil