Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 184

With a burp, intense nausea made Jenna vomit onto Hansen's clothes. She couldn't control herself. She directly squatted and threw up onto the ground.

"Jenna, what's wrong? Are you sick?" Hansen was shocked. Ignoring the filth on his body, he hurriedly knelt down beside her.

Jenna's cheeks were flushed red and her forehead was beaded with cold sweat.

Hansen reached out to hug her.

"Let go of me. Go away!" Jenna suddenly stood up and shouted at him.

Her eyes were cold as frost while she remained expressionless. Her look was filled with disappointment, despair and loneliness, and somewhere inside, a hint of hatred.

Hansen panicked in an instant. Too scared to look at her eyes, he lowered his head and squeezed his eyes shut in pain.

Jenna calmly walked to the bathroom. As she saw the red blood at the corner of her mouth, she lifted a corner of her mouth.

She then turned on the faucet, took a towel to wipe off the blood stain from the corner of her mouth, and drank some water.

After she came out, she opened the closet and wore the sable coat.

When Hansen opened his eyes, he saw Jenna putting on the coat. Her pale and thin face was shaded under the hood, and it revealed so little that he could only see the coldness in her eyes.

He shuddered and looked at her silently.

Jenna walked to the side of the bead and stroked the wooden box in the black bag that Vivian had given her; she seemed to be thinking about something.

"Jenna, are you unwell?" Hansen asked bitterly. He thought of her vomiting moments ago and felt uneasy.

Jenna didn't lift her head; she didn’t even want to look at him.

"If you feel uncomfortable, shall I take you to the hospital?" he asked in a low voice, begging.

"You make me sick," Jenna replied coldly, her stare sending chills running down his spine. In fact, her face was as cold as ice, and she did not show mercy at all.

Hansen's heart sank and his face darkened.

After a while, Jenna took the bag with her and walked out.

"Jenna, where are you going?" Hansen freaked out. He was frightened of what she would do and he went to grab her.

Currently, Jenna was behaving so calmly. It scared him. She had never been this calm before. It seemed that she would never come back once she left and they could never meet again.

The feeling was so terrible; it made him horrified.

"Let go of me!" Jenna spoke louder. Her voice was so emotionless. She was looking straight at the ground and pulled away from him. That instant, he felt that she would get thousands of miles away from him if she could.

Such an indifferent Jenna made Hansen feel scared and at a loss of words.

He was so flustered that he let go of his hand.

With that, Jenna headed outside.

Hansen followed behind her closely. All the way, he had his head lowered like a child who had made a mistake, who was trying to beg her for forgiveness. He didn't dare to approach her, let alone pull her back.

Everyone in the living room stood up.

They all looked at Jenna and Hansen.

Jenna raised her head slightly but her face was still hidden under the sable. Nobody could see her face and she didn't look at the faces of the wicked people that made her sick. Without a word, she walked outside with firm steps.

She didn't know where to go.

She just knew that she wanted to leave quickly, otherwise, she would be sick again.

On the other hand, Hansen did not dare to let her leave alone, therefore he followed her all the way.

The indifference she radiated made him afraid but the look in her eyes made him even more worried.

If she had any accident because of this, he would never forgive himself.

"Hansen, Hansen!" Just as Hansen was about to follow Jenna out of Green Jade Garden's living room, Aria called after him with that annoying girly voice of hers. She ran toward him and grabbed his arm.

"Hansen, today is my birthday. You promised to celebrate it with me." Watching Hansen going after Jenna, she hurriedly rushed over and took his arm. She looked at him with puppy eyes and pouty lips.

Her grip was strong; she was pulling him back.

"Let go," Hansen turned his head with furrowed eyebrows and looked at her sharply as he spoke in a cold voice.

Aria retracted her hands, shocked by his piercing gaze. Tears then came streaming down her cheeks and she sobbed. "Hansen, you promised me that you'll celebrate my birthday."

Hansen's expression was cold and he said indifferently, "I see. I will have Butler Maud send you a birthday present later."