Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 13

But how could a feeble woman like her fight against Hansen's passion and powerful body? All Hansen wanted to do right now was to have her and possess her.

She played her trump card in a panic, "Aren't you in love with Aria McAdams, Hansen Richards? Aren't you going to marry her? How can you do this to her?"

Hansen froze and stopped ravaging her body. His senses gradually returned, and he raised his eyes which were scarlet red with desire.

That was when a slow and haunting ringtone rang through the car.

Hansen slowly let go of Jenna and stood up. He took out his mobile phone from his pant pocket. He frowned when he saw that Aria's name was displayed on the widescreen.

"Where are you, Hans?" Hansen answered the phone. There was a trace of pain in Aria's sweet and sugary voice.

"What's wrong? Aria."

"Hans, my stomach hurts. It hurts so much." Aria painfully exclaimed on the other side of the phone, "I want to see you, Hansen. Don't leave me behind."

Aria pleaded softly as she gasped from the pain.

Hansen froze with a strange expression on his face. He was reminded of a scene from three years ago, when Aria stayed up all night with him in his office to come up with a way to save the struggling Richards Group.

That was also when her stomach pains began. He could never forget how the excruciating pain tormented her, and how she desperatedly dinged onto him as she cried and screamed with a ghastly pale face. The memory was burned into him forever, and it overwhelmed him with guilt every time he remembered it. That was why he was so tolerant of everything Aria did.

"Aria, lie down first, don't move, I'll be there soon." Hansen gradually came to his senses. He put on his t-shirt as he consoled her and was about to turn around and run back to the club.

Something tugged at his thoughts as soon as he took a step. He looked down at the woman who was lying in the car seat and felt incredibly frustrated.

Jenna was silently lying on her side in the car seat like an injured kitten. Her clothes were a mess, and her bloodless face was scrunched up in pain. Her long eyelashes cast a soft shadow underneath, making her look even more fragile.

Hansen's heart skipped a beat, jumbling up his mind.

This god-d*mn woman needs to stop playing the innocent victim. He knew she was doing it to gain attention from men.

She seemed pure and lovely on the surface, but deep down, she was more cunning and fake than everyone around her! Something shifted in Hansen's eyes. After a moment of hesitation, he took off towards the club.

Glistening tears flowed out from Jenna's eyes. Her face was white as paper, but a hauntingly beautiful yet sorrowful smile appeared on it as she listened to Hansen's footsteps fade.

The truth was that Aria was the only love of Hansen's life. Always has been, always will be. She was nothing but a woman who was abandoned by him. Even though for a moment she dared to dream that what he did tonight meant that he still cared about her, even if just a little.

She was wrong.