Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 109

Although she could not be sure if Hansen really loved her or not, his passion was so real, as was the desire that was so strong that he wanted her so badly.

To her, the feeling was satisfying and very real. She even became obsessed with this feeling, hoping to have it forever. She hugged him tightly and wanted to have him forever too. Although the possibility of her succeeding was very small, she still thought that she should fight for it so that she wouldn't have any regrets in the future.

She really loved him and didn't want to leave him at all. They were already closely connected physically and also mentally.

If she lost him, she might never feel happy again.

They entangled themselves fiercely in the hot spring until the night came. In the countless violent collisions with Hansen, she was repeatedly on cloud nine, experiencing the ultimate pleasure of being a woman.

A woman being with her beloved man was the happiest thing ever.

She had it now, even if it was just a flash in the pan, she didn't mind at all. As the song lyrics goes, "as long as you own it for a moment, it does not need to be forever."

Aria stayed restlessly in the Richards Manor all day. She could not be at ease as long as Hansen was absent.

She kept calling his cell phone, but the only reply she got was the same annoying voice that sounded repeatedly, "Sorry, the number you have dialed is not reachable at the moment."

He must be with that b*tch, and loving scenes of both of them together flashed across her mind. Her heart burned with jealousy.

Frustration, anxiety, hatred, and jealousy were overwhelming her at the moment. She was so irritated that she couldn't even bother about her image that she used to care about the most.

Until the evening of the next day, when Hansen and Jenna appeared in the living room of Richard's Manor with their hands interlaced, it was as if she finally saw a strand of light in the midst of extreme darkness. However the light faded away pretty quickly.

Her eyes fell on the tightly intertwined fingers of Hansen and Jenna, and her heart was aching as if she had just been stabbed with a knife. One did not need to know rocket science in order to know what had happened between them.

This b*tch finally overtook her. She won the battle, and she had won Hansen's heart.

They seemed to be so intimate as if their souls had connected. Hansen’s face was full of happiness with an uncontrollable smile on his face. The joy and happiness he had right now was different from when he was with her.

Aria became sadder, and her whole body shivered. The feeling of losing gave rise to the hatred in her heart. She wished she could smash Jenna into a thousands of pieces to relieve her hatred, but she did not show it.

There was only one thought in her heart: To fight back and retaliate.

"Hansen, you are back." The spark in her eyes flashed, and she ran over like a gust of wind. She took Hansen's hand and walked toward the dining room. "I bet you must be hungry. Come and eat. I have personally cooked for you your favorite sweet and sour pork."

She spoke as she dragged him by the hand toward the dinner table.

Hansen didn’t see the scheming look in her eyes. His hand was interlocked with Jenna's fingers, and with the drag, Jenna was also pulled a few steps away. Without noticing, Hansen let go of Jenna's hand and they were torn apart.

Jenna suddenly felt the pain as if her limbs had been disconnected from her, and her heart ached for a moment.

Hansen could not refuse Aria's enthusiasm, so he could only get dragged by her and sit down at the dinner table. However, he too casted a disturbed look at Jenna.

"Have a seat too," he said to Jenna gently.

Jenna stood frozen for a while and her gaze became a little confused. She then finally sat down gracefully on Hansen's right side.

"Hansen, try the sweet and sour pork I made." Aria said sweetly as she picked up the softest and juiciest tenderloin and put it into Hansen's bowl. "Sweet and sour pork, my favorite?" Hansen was a bit astonished. It seemed like he didn't like this dish, so how did Aria come to this conclusion?

However, it was always difficult to refuse her enthusiasm.

"Thank you." He had to smile slightly, picked up the meat in the bowl, and put it into his mouth. He chewed it, and then nodded and praised, "Not bad."

The comment made Aria so excited that her haggard face suddenly glowed. She whispered, "Hansen, since you like it, I will make it for you every day, alright?"