Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 208

"Put me down, I want to go back. I don't want to go out to eat." Jenna only had a coat on her and she did not dare to get into a struggle with him for fear of revealing her pajamas. She merely complained in his arms. It was so late and so cold; she did not want to go outside. She just wanted to go back to her bedroom.

"No," Hansen interrupted her flatly. He was decisive. "You have to eat out. Look at your face, it's like a starving beggar on the streets. People might think that the Richards family had abused you."

The driver had brought the jeep out of the underground parking lot. Hansen gave her no chance for objection and he picked her up, getting into the car.

He just would not put himself in other people's shoes, Jenna thought. It was so late, yet he still ordered Butler Maud and the driver to work for him. He was really inconsiderate of his servants.

Hansen settled her on the soft bed in the back row, where the heaters were turned on. It was very warm.

He went into the driver's seat and started the car.

They then head towards the most luxurious hotel in A city.

"I don't want to eat anymore. I'm not going out wearing pajamas," Jenna resisted, pouting her lips.

Her lips were shiny red and looked full from the kiss they had a while ago on the sofa, leaving Hansen absolutely smitten. He looked at the rearview mirror and smiled. "What's there to be afraid of? Anyone who dares to gossip about my woman will be done for. Besides, you don't have to take care of how you look in front of others. You're already mine; are you trying to seduce other men? Well, you can forget about that. As long as I'm alive, no one will be able to lay their fingers on you. All you have to do is stay with me from now on."

Hansen said half-jokingly and half-seriously as if he could dictate everything about her.

Jenna sighed and cursed herself forgoing downstairs that night. She could not lose herself to him and his gentle, sweet words. She could not do this.

It was midnight and there were not many guests. When Hansen carried Jenna in his embrace to their private room, not many had seen them.

There was nothing strange about young, passionate couples hugging each other, let alone be criticized by others.

However, she noticed a few waitresses casting eyes at her, most of them were full of envy.

"How about steak?" Hansen asked.

"No, it's too meaty." She shook her head.

"Salmon?"

"No, it's too fishy."

"What about creamy chicken soup with dumplings?"

"No, it's too greasy."

After more than a dozen expensive dishes being disapproved by Jenna, Hansen grew a little agitated. He asked the waiter, "Whatever signature dishes you have, I'll have them all."

"Sir, it's almost midnight. These are the only dishes available," the waiter answered softly with a professional smile.

"Is there any more sour radish?" Jenna asked as she stared at a small dish on the table. She took it piece by piece with her fingers and finished the dish in no time, feeling extremely satisfied.

"Yes, yes, there is." The waiter nodded quickly.

"Then bring a few more of these." She drank a sip of water whenever she ate a piece of sour radish. Hansen frowned at the sight. This woman was unbelievable. He had brought her to such a high-class hotel but she asked for the side dishes instead!

"Stop eating these, they're unhealthy. Look at your face, there no glow on your skin. Can't you have some nutritious food?" He reached out and snatched the two dishes from her. Frowning slightly, he spoke in dissatisfaction.

"No, I want it." Jenna grabbed another on the table and ate it hurriedly. Hansen could not stop her, herefore he just let her be.

After the main courses were delivered, Jenna only took a few bites of the dishes no matter how much Hansen persuaded her. He sighed in distress.

Seeing that it was late, he carried her out to the jeep after their meal.

Soon after he started the car, he heard Jenna in the back murmuring, "I want plums and peaches."

"Okay," he promised right away. After making a U-turn, he drove towards a grocer.

The fruits were common in the city and easily available. However, most of the shops were closed at midnight. They finally found a small grocery shop after plenty of driving around. When Hansen turned his head to check on Jenna, he saw her sleeping soundly at the back of the car.

Shaking his head, he got out of the car alone and bought the remaining fruits in the store, putting them in the trunk. The fruits were not as appealing as he liked, since the fresh ones were sold off during the day. Nonetheless, it was in the middle of the night. He could not expect the remaining ones to be good. Maybe Jenna would not want to eat them when she woke up, then he would buy some fresh ones the next day.

He realized that she was not only acting strange recently but often, she ate food that she usually would not eat. All her favorite foods did not catch her eye anymore.

Suddenly, he thought of himself.

She had probably loved him in the past. What about at present? Would she push him away like how she dismissed her favorite foods?

His heart grew heavy and bitter.

Despite that, he made up his mind.

As long as he was sincere, as long as his love was real, he was confident that he could touch her heart.