Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 113

"Well, that's good, Jenna. If you need anything or someone bullies you, just tell me. Grandma will protect you," Grandma Richards said.

These words made Marissa look very uncomfortable. She was very dissatisfied with her mother- in- law's kindness to Jenna. She was supposed to be the most qualified person to 'bully' Jenna in Green Jade Garden. However, Grandma Richards was an elder, so when she said so in front of everyone else, she was basically accusing her of not managing Green Jade Garden well, which embarrassed her indirectly. At that moment, Marissa had a cold face and stopped talking, but deep down in her heart, she was extremely unhappy with her mother-in-law for treating Jenna differently.

"Grandma, you are too partial. I am your grandson, but you don't care about me at all." Hansen smiled faintly and deliberately teased Grandma Richards.

"Just because you are my grandson, I want to treat Jenna well," Grandma Richards glanced at him and said deliberately, but the love for Jenna on her face couldn't be concealed.

Hansen smiled and touched his head.

"Take your seats, and let the dinner begin," Grandma Richards said softly to Meroy. Meroy then immediately passed the order to start the dinner.

The people at the table began to eat.

The moment Jenna sat down at the table, she looked up and saw a pair of twinkling eyes. The light in those eyes was blinking strangely, and glancing at Hansen's hand that was holding Jenna's from time to time. The light in those eyes even had a hint of darkness.

Norton was sitting opposite her.

She was shocked, and was out of her mind once again. She looked dull, and what he said that day flashed across her mind. So far, only two people have told her about the death of her father. The first one was Norton and the other was Hannah. Even Hansen was secretive about this matter, and she did not know whether he knew or not.

"What exactly does he know?"

Jenna stared right at him with a serious look.

It was as if Norton could see what was going on in her mind. He ate the food in no hurry and even smiled at her from time to time.

"Ahem, Jenna, eat some of this." Their expressions did not escape Hansen's eyes. His brows were slightly furrowed, his sharp eyes glared at Norton. He placed a piece of spare ribs in Jenna's bowl.

Jenna recovered, diverted her gaze away from Norton, and started eating carefully.

In the dark night came the autumn wind that was a bit chilly.

Jenna lay on the soft quit, with all kinds of complicated images in her mind. What had happened that day was related to her father's death and her mood was inexplicably bad.

Hansen's chest next to her was strong and warm. She was leaning against him and felt the warmth. His chest was also firm enough to hold her up. She was lucky enough to have such a man by her side on such a quiet night.

She was already used to his presence at night.

She really wanted to continue relying on him. If there was nothing between them and they could live a life like the rest of couples in the world, how happy would she be.

She was wondering if she should tell him about her dad. He probably knew, but he never took the initiative to mention it to her. Furthermore, he didn't even express his concern even once. He never believed in her and even thought that she was the culprit causing his father to be in the hospital.

Forget it, her business had nothing to do with him.

Even if they were lovers, she was just satisfying his request for her body. She came to the conclusion that she should not tell him about it as it was just a trivial matter to him. Her dad had nothing to do with him. Perhaps he might even be a little happy about her father's death.

Their current relationship was really ridiculous.

The thoughts that arose in her heart were quickly suppressed. She had now chosen to believe in him and that her father's death had nothing to do with him.

Hansen’s breathing was slow and steady but the woman in his arms was not asleep. He could feel her stiff back. It seemed like she was still not used to sleeping with him in the same bed. He then stretched his hands behind her back and wrapped his arms tightly around her and buried his head in her soft hair, enjoying his time with her.

"Hansen." Sure enough, she whispered softly.

"Yeah," he replied softly, and the big palm wandered around her lower abdomen uneasily.

"Hansen, do you have any plans in mind regarding the Camphor Tree Villa?" Jenna closed her eyes, pondered, and asked softly.

She really wanted to know if he had anything in mind regarding the matter. Rayan's words suddenly sounded in her mind, that if Hansen could not even get this settled, then he should not dream of being influential in A City. Was the statement true?

She was a little worried.