"First, get up and change. You look horrible." Hannah glared at Jenna's pale and thin face. She helped her up with a pull and demanded her to get a change of clothes.
Dragged by Hannah, Jenna could only follow her to the shower.
Hannah gave her a set of cotton pajamas.
After taking a relaxing shower, Jenna put the pajamas on and walked out of the bathroom.
"Jenna, I have ordered some takeaway. You should eat something for now." Hannah was on the phone in the living room. When she saw her coming out, she covered the phone with her hand and told her that.
Jenna had no appetite. She sat down on the sofa sickly and spaced out.
After Hannah finished the call, she turned around and saw Jenna sitting there as if her soul was sucked away. She said, "I had told you to not get involved with Richards Group. But, you didn't listen. Now look at what happened, you might as well be a corpse. Are you going to continue living like this?"
Jenna listened to her friend nagging and started tearing up.
Seeing her like this, Hannah understood without uttering any more words.
"Alright, forget it. What's in the past is over. For now, you can live here. We can talk when you're ready. But before that, eat something, okay? I still have some amends to settle at the cafeteria." She knew Jenna was hurt badly, seeing that she was willing to cut ties with a man she had loved deeply. It would not be easy to comfort her in a short time. She could only ask her to fill up her stomach and get some rest. The rest would have to wait.
She opened some delicate- looking lunch boxes while talking to Jenna.
The aroma of food filled Jenna's nostrils but she instantly covered her mouth. Her stomach lurched as she got nauseated again. Failing to contain herself, she ran towards the bathroom.
As soon as she ran into the bathroom, she lifted the toilet seat lid and threw up in the toilet bowl.
Hannah had a big shock and hurried over to hold her. She patted her back and took a glass of water and some paper towels for her. After the vomiting had stopped, she brought Jenna back to the sofa.
"Jenna, tell me, what is going on?" Hannah's face turned dark as she observed Jenna from head to toe, an inexplicable gaze in her eyes.
Jenna drank a few more mouthfuls of warm water before cleaning her mouth with a paper towel.
"Hannah, I'm fine. I'm just a little tired these days. Maybe I've caught a cold," Jenna lowered her head and explained in a low voice.
A cold? Was that all?
Hannah tilted her head and looked at her with an expression that Jenna could not comprehend. After a while in thought, Hannah asked again, disbelief evident in her voice, "Are you sure you just caught a cold?" "Of course, I've been in the rain in the past two days and I was in a bad mood. It must be my gastritis again," Jenna said nonchalantly, feeling baffled about the fuss Hannah was making out of this.
"How long have you been like this?" Hannah did not think that it was that just a cold. Her sharp eyes stared at Jenna as she questioned.
Jenna was really bothered by her stare, hence she explained, "It's really just a cold. Don’t worry, I won’t die. It started yesterday. My mood was terrible and I didn't have time to go to the hospital. I'm sure it'll be gone soon. Don’t worry."
"Oh." Hannah was contemplating before she said, "Jenna, your face has become so pale and you've gotten awfully thin. This isn't how a healthy woman would look like. Since you're unwell, we should go to the hospital to take a look. I'll go with you tomorrow."
Hannah was really worried. She declared the visit to the hospital, not giving Jenna any chance to reject her offer.
"There's no need for that." Jenna found it funny that Hannah was overreacting and told her, "Boss Adames, you should hurry off to work now. I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me. Besides, I'm not a three-year-old, I know my body. Go on now, I'm going to sleep."
She yawned while talking, her face showing fatigue.
"Well, if that's the case, have a meal first and take a good nap. I'll check on you tomorrow and you should tell me everything then. I will make sure to beat the cr*p out of him and give you justice," Hannah said righteously as if she was Jenna's guardian. The corners of Jenna's mouth lifted slightly. She was grateful that her friend was so supportive.
Hannah nagged on a little longer in a serious manner before leaving.
As soon as she got outside, her phone rang.
She saw that it was an unknown number. She was going to ignore it when she realized it was somewhat familiar.
Accepting the call, she heard a low male voice speak, "Hello, it's Hansen."
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