Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 226

"Oh." Rayan nodded thoughtfully. He stopped himself from taking more steps before asking with concern, "Jen, how is your mother?"

"She's fine. Thank you," Jenna replied in a low voice.

"That's good." Rayan was nothing but smiles. "I will visit her one day."

"Thank you but there's no need for that." Jenna lowered her head. She thought that he may not be able to even if he wanted to. That b*stard Hansen placed a lot of guards on the eighth floor. If Rayan went, he would definitely not be allowed into the ward.

"Jen, you're still the same after so many months. You don't take care of yourself enough." Rayan sighed and touched her head.

It was surprisingly cold during winter this year. After being outside for a while, Jenna felt like an icicle. She couldn't stop shivering.

"Jen, are you cold?" Rayan saw her trembling slightly. He walked in front of her to shield her from the cold wind.

The cold wind blew the snow off the branches and a string of snowflakes fell onto

Jenna's hair.

The snowflakes trickled down her hair and fell on her neck. Jenna ducked into her scarf, shaking.

"Your body hasn't got better since the last time I saw you. You are still so afraid of the cold." Rayan pitifully looked at her and reached out to brush the snowflakes off her head. Jenna felt her hands and feet getting more numb each second. She couldn't even see the vapor coming out of her mouth.

She stretched out her hand strenuously, removed the snowflake from her neck, and brushed it away.

Rayan grabbed her hand.

"Your hand is freezing." Rayan's warm hands squeezed hers. He breathed into her hand, trying to warm her up.

Jenna looked at him, her gaze blurred.

Her mind was filled with memories of the nights when she was snuggled in Hansen's embrace. He hugged her and covered her with his coat, wrapping her up like a cocoon. She remembered his warm chest as she rested on his warm chest. She didn't feel cold at all. It was so warm.

That night seemed much colder than it was at present.

She was so cold at this instant. Even though she was wearing a coat, the wind chilled her to her bones.

She stared at the night sky blankly, her gaze unfocused.

Tears flowed down her cheeks.

It hurt so much.

Rayan was looking at her as his gaze was slowly filled with doubt and pity. He felt an array of mixed feelings.

She was shedding tears in front of him but the tears were not for him!

A hint of jealousy crept into his heart.

If her tears were for him, he would definitely pull her into his arms and show her the love she deserved. Unfortunately, they were not for him.

He couldn't understand her pain but his heart shuddered with every tear she shed.

"What's the matter? Jen," he called anxiously, reaching out and wiping away the tears on her face.

Jenna stood blankly, numb.

"Jen..." Rayan called her again.

"Ah..." Jenna finally came back to her senses and her eyes met Rayan's worried glance.

"Are you okay?" Rayan asked with concern.

"I'm okay, Rayan, my stomach is a little uncomfortable. I want to go home. Let's keep in contact. Since you came to my city, I should treat you to a feast. I will call you when I have time." She avoided his glance and smiled lightly.

"Are you still living at Richards Manor?" he looked at her and asked seriously.

"Yeah." Jenna nodded, very calmly. "Rayan, come to the manor and find me if you need anything."

Go to the manor to find her? Rayan stared at her in disbelief. He did not seem to fully register what she said. Was she really okay with him going to Richards Manor to find her?

"Is everything okay between you and him?" After a while, he finally asked.

Jenna stared at the ground, knowing who he was referring to.

She smiled. Avoiding the question, she replied casually, "I've inherited the manor. Me staying there has nothing to do with him."

After saying this, she felt chills running down her spine. Her stomach was bloated. She had nothing in her stomach but she did not have the appetite to eat. All she wanted to do was to go home and sleep.

Rayan's gaze intensified. Jenna dodged his question, which meant that his assumption was true. He kept silent for a while.

Why did this woman have to be so stubborn? Was she staying in the manor to find out about her father's death?

"Okay, let me send you back." Her face had become paler and she was shivering all over. Rayan was very worried, therefore he insisted on sending her.