Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 119

Jenna immediately had goosebumps and her body stiffened.

The footsteps stopped in front of her office.

Seconds later, there was the sound of a key being inserted in the keyhole, and then the door was gently unlocked.

Jenna's heartbeat went wild, and she was trembling with fear.

She didn't even dare to speak or breathe loudly.

Holding her breath, she hurriedly dried her body, took her pajamas, and put them on.

However, as she was putting on her pajamas, the bathroom door opened.

"Ah!" She screamed in fright, quickly wrapped herself in a bath towel, and turned her back in a hurry.

Instead of being held around the neck with a knife as expected, she heard a chuckle, followed by a familiar smell of mint lingering in the cold wind.

She then turned around in surprise.

Hansen was leaning against the door of the bathroom, with a smile on his face, looking at her with his eyes. There was a hint of evil in his gaze.

Jenna actually saw his intentions via those evil eyes.

Suddenly, goosebumps were all over her body, and Hansen's eyes gradually darkened. He looked like a movie villain.

"Why did you come in? Get out, quick." She was blushing when she came to her senses, and she snorted in annoyance.

Why did he break into her bathroom like this while she was taking a shower? Why? Who was he to do so!

Hansen's forehead was slightly sweaty and his eyes were staring at her. His voice was dull.

"Why aren't you at the Richards Manor? Why didn't you pick up my call?" He asked repeatedly, as if Jenna had committed a serious crime.

Jenna sneered in her heart, and the news that she had just seen on TV was still playing back in her mind. Her emotions overwhelmed her once again after hearing his questioning tone.

Who was he to question her?

"Go out, I'm going to get dressed." She turned around coldly, ignoring his question, and drove him away.

Hansen was a little surprised.

She looked angry; did he offend her? However, soon, the corners of his mouth twitched and he rolled his eyes at her. A smirk appeared on his face as he didn't care whether she was angry or not. He was completely confident in putting out the fire in her.

"Oh, you are not at fault at all, are you? You neither answered my phone calls nor any of my questions. You even dare to yell at me now. You are now a brave lady, aren't you?" He said as he walked toward her, reaching out to grab her.

Jenna had long been accustomed to his actions. She knew he would act like this and she had learned to remain vigilant since long ago. With a flexible move, she slipped out through the gap beside him and into the bedroom, then closed the door on her way out.

She stayed desperately behind the doorknob, for fear that he might break in.

"Do you think this can stop me?" Hansen didn't expect that she would be so flexible this time that she managed to escape his hands. He was now very upset at being unable to touch her and a strange feeling surged in his heart. He walked to the door but didn't rush to open it. Instead, he smiled and said, "I heard from Aunt Ella that you haven't returned to Richards Manor for two days already. What a brave young lady."

"It's none of your business. Go away," Jenna felt uncomfortable and said reluctantly. "Go away and don't bother me. I need to work."

"Aren't you at the company too? Who are you to accuse me? You're too domineering!" Jenna thought inwardly.

"Work?" Hansen smiled. "Are there so many company affairs for you to work on?"

"Of course. I'm serious and responsible about my work. Don't you know that it's a tiring thing to work for you?" Jenna said angrily. "Quickly get out. I'm going to rest. It's already late and I still have to work tomorrow." Hansen's voice was not heard, not even his breathing.

Jenna listened through the crack of the door for a while to make sure that he had left. Then she relaxed, but a sense of disappointment surged in her heart too. She changed into her pajamas and sullenly opened the quilt before getting ready to sleep.

She was really exhausted. The moment her head came into contact with the pillow, her eyes immediately closed and she fell asleep within minutes.

There was a slight noise.

She was too sleepy to open her eyes, and her reaction was a little slow because of fatigue.

Soon, the quilt was suddenly lifted, and a hot chest leaned in and embraced her.

She opened her eyes in shock and saw Hansen's eyes. He was dressed in pajamas and his body smelled like the fragrant shower gel.

It turned out that he just went in to take a bath. D*mn it, she thought he was gone!

A dark light flashed across his eyes, and there was a hint of redness on his handsome face; he was so attractive at the moment.