Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 127

The manor- like townhouse in front of them was magnificent and the two tall spires were luxurious. The milky white exterior walls were matched with dark red bricks; it was a typical European building.

There was a large lawn at the entrance decorated with shining street lights, whereas the beautiful bay scenery could be clearly seen at a distance. Jenna could tell that this villa was very valuable at a glance; it probably cost at least 20 million dollars.

Because of the good educational resources in the city, the housing prices were extremely high.

Whose villa was this? Richards Group?

Just as she was thinking about it, a middle-aged woman in a servant's uniform came out in a hurry. She then greeted Hansen politely, "Hello Young Master, the house is all cleaned up."

"Okay, Flora. You can leave now. We are going to stay here for a few days," Hansen waved at her and said softly. Flora responded with a smile and left them alone.

Hansen walked toward the entrance of the villa. Jenna was shocked for a while and hurriedly followed behind him.

"Mr. Richards, where is this?" Jenna asked timidly while looking around in confusion. She did not know what else to say. Since Hansen came out of the hospital, he hadn't said much. The atmosphere between them was really weird. Of course, such a villa was a trivial matter to Hansen. It was not surprising either if the property was under his name. It was already a phenomenon for people to buy houses abroad, let alone this rich man.

Jenna kept addressing him as Mr. Richards and her polite tone made Hansen very impatient. Generally speaking, if one addressed him like this privately, it meant that one wanted to draw a clear line between them.

He stopped and turned to look at her.

His eyes were very sharp, judging and scrutinizing her. His dark eyes were very cold, as if they were going to penetrate her soul. The corners of his mouth twitched, and eventually, he said nothing. He turned his head, and continued to walk toward the house.

Jenna looked at him in amazement.

He seemed very upset, with a chill on his face and an unpredictable temperament.

"Weirdo," Jenna snorted.

For a moment, Jenna felt that this man was so far away from her. It seemed like the intimate relationship between them that happened not long ago did not exist at all. The man who had close contact with her in bed, where was he?

Jenna was confused and in a daze.

For a moment, she finally realized what was going on. In fact, she didn't understand him at all, just as he didn't understand her. The distance between them was actually very significant. The physical pleasure was only temporary. They were not in each other's hearts, let alone opening their minds to communicate with each other.

This kind of relationship between a man and a woman was really superficial.

Like all men and women looking for excitement, once they lose interest in each other's bodies, they would become strangers.

Then, they would head in this direction.

A helpless feeling filled Jenna's heart, and her heart ached.

No, it was still different for her as her heart still hurt, but it was probably the case for him.

She shook her head blankly, but did not stop walking.

This was a very sophisticated villa. The decoration inside the house was entirely European. It was completely different from Richards Manor. The atmosphere was modern and the decoration was bright and lively. The large ceiling lamp in the living room was very eye-catching, and the light it emitted Illuminated the entire spacious living room, like daylight.

Fresh fruits and hot tea were placed on the coffee table in the living room. It was a warm and peaceful place.

"Young Master, Miss, these are the fruits that I planted in the backyard. They are organic and very fresh. Please try some," Flora said politely.

It seemed like Flora could get along with others quite well and was very diligent. She had already gotten everything ready, and the house was also very clean and tidy. Hansen must have told her to do so in advance; he had always been a meticulous person.

Jenna couldn't help but glance at him.

"Thank you. Go take a rest first. We are fine on our own," Hansen smiled slightly and instructed her.

"Good night, Young Master, Miss. Please let me know if you need me." Flora stepped back politely. She lived in the servant's room near the backyard which was further away.

As soon as Flora left, in fact, there were only two of them left in the entire villa.

"Go to bed earlier," Hansen said to Jenna. He sat on the sofa with a tired face, propped one arm against the back of the sofa, and rubbed his temple with his other hand.

Jenna saw his tired face and a trace of guilt rose in her heart. After all, he rushed here because of her illness, and she didn't even thank him till now. After thinking about it, she anxiously said, "Mr. Richards, thank you."

After saying this, she slipped into the bathroom and took a shower.