Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 18

Hansen, who was a clean freak, now reeked of alcohol, and his face was very gloomy.

He rushed into the spacious bathroom, filled the bathtub with mineral water, took off his clothes, and lay in it comfortably. The warm water surrounded him, and his nerves gradually calmed down.

Didn't he hate her? Why did he care about her so much? He should have let the two dirty men take advantage of her, it had nothing to do with him.

Why did he rush to her without thinking?

Wasn't he looking forward to her being humiliated and defiled by others?

Was he moved by her pitiful and vulnerable appearance, or was it because he could not bear to see her be humiliated? Or did he care about her from the bottom of his heart?

As he pondered this, Hansen sunk to the bottom of the bathtub and let the water engulf him.

After a long bath, he changed into clean pajamas with satisfaction. He was in a much better mood!

He habitually went to the living room to get himself a cup of hot water, but his eyes fell on the woman who was sleeping on the sofa.

Her clothes were disheveled and reeked of alcohol. Her dress was stained with dirt and her sweat-dampened hair was sticking to her forehead. Her cleavage exposed, but she slept soundly like a baby. This version of Jenna, free from pretense, was gentle and innocent, like a perfect doll. Her long eyelashes and rosy cheeks highlighted her lovely face, as she slender arms crossed against her chest adorably.

Hansen thought of the girl from his dreams, and at that moment, Jenna looked exactly like what he imagined.

"Now, this is what a real woman looks like!" Hansen's lips curled.

With air-conditioning, the living room was very cold. Would she feel cold if she slept like that?

There was a slight excitement in his heart but he was really puzzled. She was such an unpleasant ex-wife, and he had already done his best by saving her from danger, so why was he still thinking so much?

He hesitated, but in the end, he still couldn't bear to leave her. He put his cup on the coffee table, went over to her as he carried her and walked to the bathroom.

Jenna, who was still asleep, crawled into his arms and leaned her head against his chest. She was as docile and obedient as a kitten as she snuggled into his arms.

Hansen's body was stiff, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his body. In an instant, his whole body rose to a higher temperature, but he calmed his mind and concealed his anger.

He wanted to ignore her, but he was worried that she would catch a cold. This woman had it coming, it was already so late at night but she still went to the riverside and got drunk on top of that. She had no sense of danger at all.

He filled the water in the tub and threw her into it.

The woman was floating on the surface of the water, weak and helpless... Like the autumn leaves falling lonely in the wind.