Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 200

"Go away, who let you in?" She was furious, clenching her teeth. It seemed that she was not dreaming. Was it his hand on her belly?

Thinking of this made her shudder.

"Jenna, don't." Hansen hugged her tightly in his arms and stroked her skin with his hands. He was nervous and excited, warm sweat on his palms as he touched her.

"I know you hate me and despise me. I know that I don't deserve your love but I really love you, believe me. Call me cruel or a jerk, I would accept everything. Just please, don't push me away, let me stay with you. You were shouting in your dream that your stomach hurts. Do you know how worried I am?" he said sincerely, exhaling deeply before reaching out to stroke her hair.

His steady breathing rang in her ears and his arms tightened around her until she could not move.

His gentle words broke her heart into a thousand pieces. All their memories in the past replayed in her mind, one by one. Her heart was stabbed by a knife, a painful torture to the whole of her body.

Did she shout in her dream that her stomach hurt?

She had been feeling a faint swelling in her stomach these past two days as if her abdomen was about to be stretched open. She was bloated but she did not dare to see a doctor. She did not know what was going on.

It must have been his hand on his belly that caressed her which made her have the nightmare.

Why was it a nightmare? It was his child, why did she dream of that? It was horrible.

Hansen took her hand and gave it a squeeze as her familiar scent filled his nostrils. At this moment, his heart found peace. Even though he could feel her trembling in his arms, seemingly unwilling, he did not want to let her go. It did not matter if she had scolded or hit him, he would be fine.

He had never felt that he ever begged someone so humbly before but he was willing to do it for Jenna.

Jenna's eyes stared helplessly into the darkness.

The door lock must be changed tomorrow, she thought.

She had no energy to resist the strong man and her struggles were of no use.

"If you don't want me to hate you more or make me feel sick, please get out of here, now," Jenna bit her lips in his arms and said bitterly.

She would not allow herself to fall for the same trick again. She would never be touched by his gentle and tender acts after she was cheated on once, let alone be moved by his affection.

She laid straight, her body stiffening under his touch.

"Jenna, don't be like this. Trust me." Hansen was mortified by her indifference as if she was pushing him into a dark abyss. His heart would never be at peace.

This feeling was awful.

Taking a deep breath, he flipped her over to face him.

He placed his hands on her pliant waist.

The cotton fabric of her pajamas was soft. It gave a comfortable touch but he felt the stiff muscles under the clothes. It was all tension without a trace of heat.

His heart ached knowing that she was paining inside.

He craved to keep her tightly in his arms like this for fear of her disappearing. He just wanted to stay this way for a while, to hold her for just a short while. This was him being selfish, this was his greed.

As if unwilling to lose her, he began to kiss her as his hands slipped under her clothes.

He worshipped her with passionate kisses. He kissed her, slowly moving downwards, hoping that he would keep her heart this way. In the past, as long as he overpowered her like this, she would listen obediently like a kitten.

He had still hoped for it, not wanting her heart to grow further from him.