Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 129

"Hansen, my father is dead." Jenna's face was pale and she closed her eyes while the tears flowed from her eyes.

"Oh." Hansen made a faint "Oh" sound, with an unfathomable dim light in his eyes. He raised his hand, and his hand fell on her waist again, as if to comfort her. He hugged her more tightly and patted her waist gently. "I already knew."

Sure enough, he knew. Jenna was fortunate that she took the initiative to speak out today and she was relieved, but she heard his solemn words, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

His expression became cold and the tenderness on his face disappeared instantly. His eyes became deep and sharp and even had an icy look, which made Jenna feel a little frightened. As if she had done something wrong, tears welled up in her eyes. She tried her best not to cry and her face was so pale that it almost became transparent.

Why didn't she tell him earlier? Could she explain the reason clearly?

How was she going to phrase it? Should she tell him that she had no confidence in him and even... suspected that he killed her father? Furthermore, her original intention of joining Richards Group was to take revenge!

No, how could she speak this way.

It was indeed a bit excessive for her to doubt him like this.

"Humph." Hansen suddenly snorted from his nose. He asked coldly, "Nothing to say? What do you think now? Do you still suspect that I killed your father?"

He just asked her directly. His sharp eyes kept staring at her, almost making her feel ashamed.

It turned out that he knew that she suspected that he had killed her father.

"Tell me, is your purpose of returning to Richards Group to avenge your father?" His big palm suddenly caught her small and delicate chin. His face was full of frost, and he asked coldly.

The chill that radiated from his body was about to freeze Jenna's heart, as if his eyes were an x-ray and he could see right at her heart.

In front of him, she had nowhere to hide. She was almost transparent.

Fortunately, she took the initiative to confess that night. Thinking of his unpredictable expression, she was even more confused. He knew her thoughts a long time ago, but he didn't expose her. Was it because he wanted to save her face or had he other thoughts in mind?

"Yes, I came back because of this, but I can’t be blamed for this. Everyone would have done the same thing. He was my father, the closest person to me in the world, who died suddenly. No one could bear doing nothing," she replied in pain while defending herself. "The car that killed my dad was a Panika luxury car from Richards Group. Isn’t this clear evidence? I wanted to find out the cause of death and I didn't want to let the culprit go easily. My father was innocent and he can't die like this. Blame me or hate me, it's up to you. I will still do it. I have this responsibility."

"If I wanted to blame you, would you still be in my company now? Would you still be able to stand in front of me?" Hansen said coldly. "Don't jump to conclusions first. Do you think your little tricks can escape my eyes? However, why didn't you tell me everything? It's been so long and you didn’t say anything. You think you can sort it out on your own? You think too highly of yourself." His tone was getting colder, and the displeasure on his face became more and more obvious. "I once gave you a chance, but you never intended to tell me. What do you regard me as?"

Hansen stood up suddenly, pulled Jenna to the ground, turned around, and walked outside.

Jenna was unsteady and almost fell. Hansen had already walked out when she steadied herself on the desk beside her.

This concluded their conversation.

They had only managed to discuss the surface of the private affairs, yet he had already left angrily.

The conversation could no longer go on.

The deeper level of understanding that she had faintly expected could no longer be achieved.

But even so, Jenna breathed a sigh of relief.

All the pain and the previous hesitation seemed to have been put aside at this moment. At least after speaking out, she felt a lot more comfortable. The expression on Hansen's face was ugly; it seemed like he was very angry with her behavior. After standing in the study room for a while, she was in a daze, and the sound of water came from next door. Hansen was taking a bath.

Slowly walking back to her bedroom, Jenna sat on the bed and was in a daze while listening to the movement outside. After a long time, Hansen's footsteps came out, and then she heard his footsteps walk toward the door of another room. It was followed by the sound of the doorknob twisting, and then everything was calm.

The night got darker.

Jenna lay on the bed and kept tossing and turning. She knew Hansen was angry with her. She felt guilty in her heart, but she also had infinite grievances. She didn't know how to express herself to seek his forgiveness. He had a thousand reasons to blame her for being in his company with ulterior motives. He could also blame her for doubting him. However, she had ten thousand reasons to defend herself. It was just that he no longer wanted to hear her out.