Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 195

"You can leave now." Aria waved her hand and sent Minnie off.

Minnie headed downstairs but she suspected something was going on. What secrets were Aria hiding? It seemed that she cared a lot about Marissa's phone call, what would it be? There was some mystery in this! She should figure it out and make good use of it. Maybe, she could make a fortune out of it!

Thinking of this, she touched the thick stack of cash in her pocket and grinned. This was indeed a good day for her.

After Minnie left, Aria grew restless.

The heavy snow these few days had the city covered in white. On the other hand, Jenna had been throwing up even with an empty stomach. The pregnancy symptoms gave her no time and effort to think about anything else. She was numb and hollow, the winter coldness and loneliness penetrating through the skin into her heart.

Hannah was busy with work every day, squeezing little time to take care of her. Even so, Jenna could not tell her mother nor anyone else about her pregnancy, enduring the pain alone.

The ache drilled into her heart as she touched her belly. She had become ghastly thin over the course of a couple of days.

One day, she put on the thick sable fur coat, hid her face in, and went to the Maternal and Child Health Hospital.

Jenna pleaded to the baby in her stomach, apologizing over and over. She had no intention to give birth nor was she in a great position to do so. She prayed that her child would not blame her for being cruel.

The child came at the wrong time. She could only make such a decision!

After queuing up for the check- in, she took heavy steps up to the consultation room on the third floor.

She stared blankly at her waiting ticket. Her appointment was at the same room she had gone to that day and the attending doctor was again, Donald. Awkwardness grew when she saw his name; she was not used to having a man attend to these matters. Her gut instinct had spoken against it and she felt uneasy at the idea.

Many patients were outside in the waiting area.

"Hubby, I'm feeling so unwell, being pregnant is so tiring. It's all your fault." Next to Jenna was a woman, vomiting from time to time. She complained to the man beside her, who was taking good care of her.

The man was gentle and smiling. He comforted, "I'm sorry, Honey. It's all my fault that you have to go through this. I promise you, after you've given birth, I'll take care of the child and everything else, okay?"

He patted her back as he spoke, giving her all of his love. Nevertheless, she was unsatisfied as she pouted and continued to moan and groan about her discomfort.

Compared to her, Jenna was simply suffering in hell.

Her situation could not compare at all!

She hid her face under the fur coat. It was as if the stares from other people were poisonous. Should she be caught by those gazes, the venom would sink into her and find its way into her blood, leaving her in agonizing pain.

She did not dare to look at anyone as if she had committed the greatest sin. She did not dare to listen to the woman beside her, her complaints kittenish in sweet happiness; nor did she dare to listen to the man, enclosing his woman with pure attentiveness and affection. The sight of the couple was a sentence to Jenna, the sentence of failing to remain a virtuous woman.

She was pregnant before marriage.

Any woman would fall into the depths of shame and ridicule if such a thing were to happen in A city. Not to mention that she held her head high in pride. She was hopeless apart from escaping reality and tending to her wounds alone.

Tears quietly stained her coat. Jenna curled up on the iron bench with her head lowered and sobs were stuck in her throat.

"Dad, I have yet to avenge you. I can't give birth to the child so selfishly," she thought.

This was unfair to the child.

She shall trust no one from now on. She would avenge her father with her own bare hands, and bring him and her mother justice. With that, he would finally rest in peace.

After this day, she would get back on her feet and never be deceived again.

"Child, the stars are to blame for this. You have come to me when they are not aligned," she lamented. Should there be another life, a reincarnation, she hoped that the baby would be born into a better family.

Her fingers hidden in her long sleeves stroked her stomach and she felt the nausea welling up again, urging her to vomit.

She was about to stand when there were sounds of footsteps.

The people waiting in the lobby saw flashes of golden in front of their eyes, and all of them turned their heads and looked.

They saw a beautiful woman in fashionable clothes, accompanied by an elegant, elite woman of high society. Behind them were four servants. She swayed out of the elevator, heading towards the lobby.

Jenna felt the unusual atmosphere in the air, therefore she raised her head a little and looked out through the gap in her hood.

She quickly lowered her head in a hurry and hid her face under the hood as best as she could. She did not dare to look up again.

It was Marissa and Aria. They came to the hospital, presumably for an examination.

Wasn't this too much of a coincidence? Of all the times she could come!

She actually met this despicable woman!

Jenna felt her heartbeat in a mess, her entire body in uneasiness.

She did not want Aria to know about her conning to the hospital, let alone for them to find out about her pregnancy. She shut her eyes tight and tried to come up with a plan, her brain running on high speed.

"Dear patients, Dr. Colton will not be available this morning. He has a prior engagement booked by another patient. Your consultations will be canceled or changed to another doctor in the afternoon." Shortly after Aria went in, the head nurse came over and made the announcement.