Jenna refused to open the door from start to finish. Time ticked by for who knows how long and when everyone should be asleep, she heard the door being pushed open from the outside.
Hansen entered the room and put down the key in his hand. He ordered the servants to return before he shut the door and headed for Jenna and their son.
At this time, Jenna had woken up as she blinked open her eyes. Noticing someone coming over, she slowly propped her body up on one side while she rubbed the sleep away from her face.
Hansen stood next to the bed and said, "You're getting more and more bold, you even dare to lock me out?"
Jenna sat up in silence. Her face was so blank that no one could discern any form of expression from it.
Hansen started to unbutton his clothes, his coat tossed to one side. Jenna watched him and asked in a strange tone, "You're not going back tonight?" "Are you kidding me? This place is mine, where am I supposed to return to?"
Jenna was speechless and kept quiet for a while.
"Aren't you afraid that your mother will be angry if you don't go back?"
"Angry or not, she still has that old man with her. Besides, what can I do when she's angry? I don't even know how to appease yours much less hers."
With that said, Hansen was done taking off his clothes and found a pair of pajamas that belonged to his son. He then went to the bathroom and came out after a brisk shower.
Hansen wiped his body down as he exited the bathroom and changed into his son's pajamas. He dried his hair and walked over to Jenna's side of the bed. He looked at the time. No matter whether it was day or night, whenever he was tired, he would go straight to bed.
Jenna sat in the middle, helpless on what she should do now with Hansen in front of her. She was still angry, you know!
Hansen sidled up against her. "I'll sleep for a while."
"Are you really not going back?"
"She's fine. She can now swear up and down the street, so why should I go back? To suffer her wrath?"
Hansen's way with words didn't come out very politely. Jenna was bewildered. "Did I offend you?" "Do you want me to go back and take revenge on my own mother?"
Hansen had on a calm visage, but his tone was belligerent. The way he spoke made her want to laugh but she couldn't.
Jenna observed as her husband gradually relaxed before she whispered, "When I saw her cursing Raeleigh outside that day, you didn't know how I felt at that moment. Although I wasn't happy with her in the beginning, even after so many years I still questioned my own worthiness in her eyes.
In addition, your mother would always cause trouble for Raeleigh every time they met.
Previously it was me and now it's Raeleigh.
When will this ever end?"
"Sleep now. Family matters are not something that can be explained clearly. In this, Raeleigh understands better than you do. If you don't like to hear it, then don't hear it. When my mother and Raeleigh were at a feud, did they ever come to you?
Out of sight, out of mind. Next time, I won't go and see her."
"Easier said than done. I saw the whole thing that day."
Jenna stared at Hansen who was about to doze off to sleep. He laughed, tickled by her words, "So what if you've seen it? Must you leave the house after you witness everything?
Even your son had become an adult. Now you want to be like her?"
Jenna didn't reply. It's not that what he said didn't make sense, it did feel like that's how it was.
After she pondered for a bit, Jenna looked outside. "You're going to bed even though it isn't dark out yet?"
"I'm still around, alive and well, but you won't let me through the door. How come you didn't mention that?"
What kind of nonsense was this man spouting?
Jenna had the sudden urge to kick him out of the bed. She then thought of the pitiable situation he's in, where he was stuck in between mother and wife. Therefore, she withheld the impulse to do so. The following days, however, the cold war between this couple had reached a white- hot stage that had never been reached since their youngest son was born.
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