Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 211

Jenna walked with her head down. She did not speak.

Hansen followed closely behind, inexplicably nervous.

Her silence bothered him.

Jenna walked slowly as he trailed behind her.

She quickened her pace and he followed suit.

The gloomy atmosphere was suffocating.

Jenna smiled coldly with infinite sadness in her heart.

Hansen was not worried about her. He was only afraid she would not forgive Norton and take revenge on him!

Paul had told her that day that Norton was involved in her father's death and that he would be released on bail soon.

At this moment, Jenna understood Vivian' s painstaking efforts. She had given her the inheritance rights of Richards Manor and the priceless Ocean Heart. To put it bluntly, she did all of this as an atonement on behalf of her grandson.

It seemed that Vivian had known the truth a long time ago but did not tell her. Instead, she did all these to make it up to Jenna. She really was an experienced one.

She had said it before. She hoped that one day in the suture, Jenna would forgive the descendants of the Richards family for her sake.

This was well played on Vivian's part. There would never be any elders who passed down valuable inheritances to outsiders, who sided with those who are not of their own blood. However, such valuable properties were not given to her grandchildren but Jenna, who had no biological relations with the Richards family. In the eyes of outsiders, she was so lucky to be adored by Vivian. Perhaps, they would think that she was a deceiving woman, who manipulated Vivian into giving her these inheritance rights.

Only Jenna knew how this betrayal hurt.

She had to admit, Vivian really succeeded in moving her by doing so. Ever since Paul informed her about this, she did not question Norton nor did she thought of plotting revenge against him. Instead, she resorted to escape from reality, not once asking about the truth. This was because she thought of Vivian.

"So, you're planning to release him on bail, right?" she halted in her steps and asked coldly. There was no trace of expression on her face that he could read.

"Jenna, why do you think so?" Hansen asked in surprise.

"What else can I think? Norton is your brother, a descendant of the Richards family. You have the responsibility to protect him and bail him out of jail if you have to. Even if he really killed my father, you can't really bring justice to my family and I. I knew this a long time ago, how powerful families like yours work. Since my father's accident, I have seen and experienced a lot. Turns out, those people whom my father had taken care of, his subordinates, his friends, and colleagues, hid from us as if we had the plague. They feared that I would borrow money from them and trouble them. My relatives took advantage of this to snatch away all of my father's assets. My mother and I could only be chased away. My so-called husband from an elite family was just standing on the sidelines, watching me fumble in torture. Today, I finally know the murderer of my father. But, I can't take my revenge because the d*mned criminal is my ex-husband's brother, Vivian's grandson. I have received the favor of the Richards family; I am no more than a dog who accepted my master's help and kindness and I can't bite back. I can only forgive Norton Richards, otherwise, I'll be criticized, I'll be shamed. I knew this a long time ago. I had known this long ago." Jenna stepped forward against the wind. She had an ugly, sad smile, and her tears slowly streamed down.

Hansen's eyes widened and his face turned pale.

"Jenna, why do you think this way? Although Norton is my family, I promised you before that I would never protect anyone who had wronged you. If I had this thought, I would never investigate the case in the first place. This case is related to Richards Group, it will put my company and the Richards family at a disadvantage. Even so, why did I carry on with the investigation? I want nothing else than to bring you the justice that you deserve. You have to trust me," Hansen explained anxiously. As he looked at Jenna's pale face, it was as if a sharp knife stabbed into his heart; the pain was unbearable. Ashamed and in a panic, he explained intently, "I will not bail Norton out of jail. Why should I? If he had committed a crime, he must bear the consequences of the law. No one should protect him from his wrongdoings. This is the punishment he deserved. I admit that I didn't know the truth before. I have hurt you but I had never thought of mocking you and leaving you in pain."

He reached out and took her hand. It was icy-cold that his heart shivered.

"Jenna, forgive me. If I had known that your father had a car accident, everything would be different. Apart from apologizing, I really don't know what else to do for you to forgive me. I did not mean what I did; I did not hurt you on purpose. Let me make it up to you, please? Please put yourself in my shoes too. When you came to me, why didn't you tell me everything? We were still married at that time and I had the responsibility to go through this with you, but why were you not willing to tell me?"

"Tell you everything?" Jenna sneered again, she was utterly disappointed with his entitled and self-righteous behavior. "Why should I tell you? Since we got married, have you treated me as your wife? Have you seen my parents as your family? No, you have never. Not only did you not treat them with respect and honor, but you also didn't even visit them. With such a horrible marriage between us, why should I tell you? For you to humiliate me over and over?"

Hansen's face became paler. He bit his lips but was unable to utter a single word.

The sky was gloomy and the north wind began to rage once more. The sun had just appeared for a while before it was covered up by the clouds.

Jenna walked forward, tears filling her eyes. She bit her lips hard and said nothing more.

Hansen's followed behind her with heavy footsteps, staying mute.

Every step she took, he followed suit.

When she stopped, he stopped.

"Don't follow me," Jenna said coldly.

"No, I want to," Hansen stubbornly responded.

She ignored him and walked directly to the parking lot.

Hansen's car was not parked there with hers.

She breathed a sigh of relief.