Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 269

"Jenna!" He pushed the door open only to find the room empty. Not only was Jenna nowhere in sight, but all the decorations had also been removed completely. He bellowed in frustration, "Where are you? What on earth is going on?"

After a while, Aunt Ella dashed into the room. Upon seeing Hansen's expression, she understood what happened immediately. Tears welled up in her eyes as she said quivering, "Young Master, Madam Marissa already instructed the servants to clean up this room before Aria moves in after your wedding."

Tears coursed down Aunt Ella's cheeks. She missed Jenna terribly. Jenna was such a good person. What did she do to deserve this?

"Wedding?" Hansen was stunned and his expression darkened. "Who said that? Why don't I know anything about it?"

"Madam Marissa announced it. It's all over the news. The guests have already been invited." Tears split over and flowed down her face like a river escaping a dam.

Realization dawned on Hansen as he recalled what happened the day before. His face turned ashen and he slumped onto the couch.

"Young Master, are you splitting up with Young Madam?" Aunt Ella asked in a shivering voice.

Hansen rubbed his temples. He was getting a headache.

"Young Master, if I might be so bold as to request, can I go and work at Ink Garden instead? Please help me. I have been working at Richards Manor for a very long time and I'm getting old," Aunt Ella asked, hardly able to control the trembling of her lower jaw. If Aria really moved into Richards Manor, all the servants would have a hard time in the future. She hoped beyond measure to go to Ink Garden. After all, she was retiring soon.

Hansen rested his head on his hand and closed his eyes. He was utterly confused.

"Young Master, why don't you beg Vivian for help? She might have an idea," Aunt Ella suggested, knowing what was on his mind.

Hansen sat in silence.

At that moment, voices rang from the corridor.

Marissa was leading a group of people upstairs.

"You guys have to decorate and change the design of this floor in the shortest time possible. The room should be luxurious and comfortable," Marissa instructed the person next to her as they walked upstairs.

"All right, Madam," the person replied immediately, trying to please her.

Hansen was going to marry Earl's daughter; it was a strong alliance. Anyone could foresee their bright future ahead. It was only natural for people to wish to please her.

Marissa enjoyed the attention and was secretly gleeful.

They pushed the door open.

Soon, Marissa was taken aback.

Hansen was standing in the bedroom. His icy stare bored into them, making it hard for them not to back away.

"Mom, what are you doing?" he asked. His expression was unreadable.

"Hansen, you are here." Marissa was unaffected by his withering stare and entered the room. She said with an air of nonchalance, "It's great that you are here. I have something to discuss with you."

"Mom, be frank with me, why did you bring these people over?" Hansen pointed at the people behind her and demanded an explanation.

"Hansen, this will be the room you will be sharing with Aria in the future. I must decorate it before your wedding ceremony," Marissa averted her gaze and responded calmly.

"Mom, ask them to leave right now," Hansen bellowed without even glancing in her direction.

His expression made their hairs stand on end. They looked at one another in confusion.

"You guys can go out first." Marissa was also worried that Hansen would blow a fuse. Hence, she sent them out quickly.

Hansen kicked the door shut.

"Mom, why didn't you ask for my opinion before you do anything? You don't even know how to respect me. This is my room with Jenna. It is now and it will be in the future. Nobody can change that. The rooms on the second floor belong to her. How dare you charge in without permission? You are going against the law. Don't you know that?" Rage coursed through his veins. He was furious as Marissa acted on her own accord.

Marissa knew what he was thinking and sighed. "Hansen, I know how you are feeling but this is Aria's request. She wants to live in this room. Do I have a choice?"