Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 225

"Who is he drinking with?"

"Me." Christopher's speech was slurred too. He seemed to have drunk a lot of wine. "He drank six glasses today. No, eight..."

Christopher was muttering under his breath.

"Where are you guys?" Jenna knew that a drunk person would either chatter non-stop or stay completely silent, therefore she interrupted him and asked unhappily.

"In the "Autumn¹ private room of New Era Restaurant," Christopher was speaking somewhat clearly and he gave the address. "Hansen is very drunk. He can't drive like that. Call the driver to come over and you'd better come to him too. He seemed to really miss you. He keeps calling your name."

Jenna fell silent after hearing this and hung up the phone.

Glancing at the streets, New Era Restaurant was not far from where she was.

After thinking for a while, she turned around and drove towards New Era Restaurant.

Hansen was found completely flushed in the 'Autumn' private room. He was sprawled across the bathroom floor vomiting. Christopher was not as drunk but he was dizzy.

When Jenna walked in, the stale air in the room was causing her stomach to churn. She had the urge to throw up.

"Where is Hansen?" she walked in and asked Christopher, who was resting on the sofa.

Christopher's cheeks were slightly red. Leaning back on the sofa, he let out a loud burp. His red coat was thrown aside. Jenna could never forget what she saw. It was ghastly.

She walked in, annoyed while searching for Hansen.

Christopher smiled and joked, "It seems that you still love Hansen; at least his infatuation for you is not wasted."

"Lame." Jenna furrowed her eyebrows and her eyes were fuming with anger.

"Jenna, you've changed a lot. You were not this capable when we were classmates back then." Christopher smiled and looked at her.

"Where's Hansen? If you don't tell me, I'm leaving." Jenna didn't care to talk to him. She just wanted to leave this place as quickly as possible. Hansen's friends were really wild and Christopher was one of them. When they were in college, they would be seen flirting with girls and messing around with them. They were absolute playboys.

"Don't worry, you and Hansen are the same. You're just as impatient as he is." Christopher smiled before he pointed to the bathroom with a helpless expression. "He is throwing up inside."

Hearing this, Jenna looked at the bathroom door and it turned out to be shut tight. She heard a faint sound of someone throwing up. She then asked politely, "Why are you not drunk?"

"Me?" Christopher laughed when he heard that. "Let me tell you, Hansen is better than me in everything else other than drinking. I am a public official and sometimes I drink with criminals. Well, how can someone in that position get drunk that easily?"

Jenna bit her lips and said nothing.

however, her face was full of annoyance. Since he was not drunk, why did he ask her to come?

"Jenna, Hansen is drunk. I could only call you. I would not be able to handle him if anything happened to him. Hansen is stubborn. What if he insists on driving home? You know I'm no match for him." Christopher seemed to understand what she was thinking. A tang of alcohol filled her nostrils as he opened his mouth to explain.

"Why did you guys drink? Don't drink if you can't hold your liquor." Jenna was frustrated but when she heard the sound of Hansen vomiting in the bathroom, she got anxious.

"You still care about him." Christopher stared at her and his eyes flashed with sadness. He placed his hand on the back of the sofa and tapped lightly. A smile soon appeared on his face.

It was fortunate that he did not pursue her when they were in college. Otherwise, he would be embarrassed by her.

"Who cares about him?" Jenna's face blushed slightly. She turned and walked outside, trying her best to hide her blush.

"Waiter, bring two bowls of soup," she ordered the waiter outside. When she turned around, a tall figure was standing behind her. Startled, she took a step back.

"Heh." Christopher stood behind her, laughing heartily. "Jenna, don't be afraid. I have something to tell you."

"What?" She widened her eyes. This guy had always been unpredictable. He was exactly like Hansen.

"Jenna, I know about your father's death and I'm very sorry. But, don't worry, Hansen will give you an explanation and it won't be too long," Christopher said sincerely. Javon's death was really unfortunate.

Jenna silently lowered her head.

"Jenna, Jenna." Hansen staggered out of the bathroom and saw Jenna standing with Christopher. He stretched out his hand to shove Christopher aside and held her in his arms. He then kissed her hard.

Jenna was taken aback.

"Are you nuts? Let me go."

Christopher was probably enjoying what he was witnessing. Jenna was both ashamed and anxious. Feeling uncomfortable, she struggled to push Hansen away.

This reckless man was really strong, Jenna thought. She was tightly pulled into his embrace. She smelt a tang of alcohol from his lips. She kept struggling, and they were shoving and pulling each other.

"Gee." Christopher laughed openly. "Jenna, I guess I'll leave him to you. If you can't take control of him, you can call Butler Maud to have someone come. I still have some things to deal with. Adios."

After Christopher finished speaking, he walked out of the room at lightning speed. Jenna really doubted that he was drunk. He probably got Hansen drunk so that he could ask her to come over.