All Chapters of Getting my ex-wife back: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

Jenna listened in silence. These children were skipping school because the factory couldn't pay their parents' wages, hence the loss of their main source of income. Not only could they not pay for the tuition, they also had to travel far away from home and search for another job. The children would be left to fend for themselves now! Such a family was likely to be poor. If the adults didn't have any skills, they probably wouldn't be able to secure a job outside. What's more, there were both the elderly and the young living under the same roof, and some families even raised more than one child! If the children were unwilling to go to school, it wouldn't matter to them anyway. Of course, there were some children who were not willing to go to school, and since they lacked guidance from the adults, they regarded attending classes as something optional, coming and going as they pleased. After thinking for a while, Jenna asked, "Mr. Koch, can you tell me how many factories

Two days later. Jenna was teaching English to the children. Her accurate English pronunciation always managed to boost the interest of the children. Ever since she had taken charge of the English class, there were less and less children who skipped class. Her soft and gentle English pronunciation could be heard even from a distance. Holding the English textbook, Jenna was reading it with all her attention. A group of people gradually marched close towards the class. It wasn't until the children were all looking around at the outside that Jenna came to her senses and also looked out. Mr. Koch was politely and modestly greeting a tall, rotund man, who was followed by four or five men and women. They were all wearing uniforms, with smiles plastered on their faces. "Kyrie Gambon in the flesh. To what do I owe this honor?" Mr. Koch personally greeted the group of people and asked in a polite manner. "Mr. Koch, isn't there a Miss Murphy h

"You jerk, let go of me. I don't owe you anything." Jenna felt that if she continued accepting being teased by him, she would be completely finished. This was the factory reception room where that kind of thing shouldn't be done. At the moment when his lips peeled off her, she whispered and pushed him away with all her strength. Her eyes were covered in helpless confusion, and she was so fragile that she looked like she was about to faint at any time. "If you want me to let you go, then come back with me obediently." Hansen's iron arms wrapped around her tightly. His deep, magnetic voice rang in her ears with an irresistible command, kissing her neck until it felt soft and itchy. "No." Jenna refused without hesitation. It was such a peaceful place that she had worked hard to achieve. How could she give it up so easily? It was absolutely impossible for her to go back to the cold-blooded Richards Manor. If she wanted to return, she wouldn't have left in the first place.

That year, Jenna had nowhere to go. By using the internet search engine, she'd learnt that there was a Fisher Town in S City, where there was a poor school. So, she headed there with a train and began her fresh, half-year-long life. Jerry was born in that small town. Fortunately, she had some money and also brought along with her the dividends from her cars that were paid to her by the Whalen Group and the Richards Group. That school was not pleasant-looking at all. It was too shabby. She had used a portion of her savings to renovate the school. After Jerry was born, she had been teaching at the school for free, until the unprecedented earthquake that left her bewildered! Seeing those children buried under the classrooms with her own eyes was a torture. After Hansen's arrival, she'd deliberately smeared her face with ash to make it difficult to recognize her. She'd kept him company until he saved the children, but she soon left overnight. When the ea

Though her fingertips were chilly and her soft fingers stiffened, there was sweat dripping from her palm. It must have been caused by her anxiety and nervousness. He gripped her hand tightly, his fingers brushing gently at her palm. He could only imagine how strong she had been to give birth to a child over the past year and to raise Jerry by herself. She had even drifted away to such a remote town. It was too much for him to even think about this. His palm was warm, wide and soft, wrapped around Jenna's dainty hand. In an instant, her heart was inexplicably less fiery. Initially, she had walked in a hurry and stumbled along the way. When she went downstairs, her footsteps were unstable and she almost fell down. Luckily, Hansen held her with his strong arms. His big hands gently grasped her little hand, and his eyes were swirling with tenderness. With her mind still disoriented, Jenna turned around and looked at him. Hansen's beautiful bright eyes were filled to the b