Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 322

In the Ink Garden.

Vivian, as well as Trevor, were sitting together, engaged in a heart-to-heart discussion.

"Trevor, I'm relieved that you've recovered." Vivian sighed, but still couldn't shake off her worries. "But now, I'm very worried about Hansen instead. This time, he might not be able to overcome this."

Vivian's worries were not unjustified. Even after so many days, her beloved grandson was still missing. Nonetheless, her people had informed her that Hansen had spent all day in the restaurant, drinking and wallowing in self-pity. Neglecting the company's affairs, he seemed to have completely changed into a different person.

This time, Jenna had completely disappeared.

There was not a single trace left after she'd disappeared.

The last time when she had gone abroad, Vivian was still able to keep track of her and her recent activities. This time, however, she was totally out of reach.

To Hansen, this was a fatal blow, especially when she was bearing his child in her womb.

During this period of time, she had also witnessed his unmitigated love for Jenna. It was just that he was not good at dealing with matters of the heart and was not good at expressing himself. Therefore, this led to unsolvable problems between them.

"Mom, what you're worried about is exactly my worries too. However, don't worry. Now that I'm here, that kind of thing won't ever happen again." Trevor's face was full of seriousness as he consoled his mother, who was already 90 years old.

Recently, Vivian was especially sentimental and compassionate. Most likely, it was due to her age. Thus, she was even more concerned about Hansen. The fact that Norton had been kicked out of the family had caused agonizing pain to her and this had subjected her to immense suffering.

Moreover, Jenna was carrying the flesh and blood of Hansen in her womb. It was Vivian's great-grandson.

On that day, when she had learnt that Jenna was pregnant, she was very excited and happy. Nevertheless, before she had the time to respond, she had heard about the rumours that Hansen was depressed, and that he had completely ignored the company's affairs. This only compounded her worries.

"Trevor, the seal of the family must be handed over to Hansen. You're old and your health's getting worse, but you still have to remain in charge for the time being. I'm getting older and closer to the afterlife every second that passes. There's one thing I have to tell you now. Once Norton changes for the better, he must return to Richards Manor. After all, he's still a part of the Richards family. No matter how wrong he was, nothing can change this fact."

Vivian thought of Norton who was still languishing in the Public Security Department. Although she'd ordered everyone to disown him from the family ever since, blood was still thicker than water. This was the last resort. She could only hope that after having no source of income, he could understand the meaning of life in the future and would get himself together.

If there ever came such a day, she still hoped that he could come back. After all, he was her grandson, her flesh and blood. She couldn't be that cruel to him.

Upon hearing this, Trevor smiled and sighed. "Mother, you can be rest assured. I know what to do with Norton's affairs. He has made those mistakes. If we don't punish him, we can't pacify the crowd, nor can we enable him to make amends. However, he is still part of the Richards family. This is a fact that no one could change. We're those who would have his back till the end of time."

"Yes." Vivian nodded in agreement, but the melancholy on her face could not be cast aside. She said thoughtfully, "It's wise of you to deal with it this way, but there's still someone else who would make it difficult for me to be at peace. The Richards family owes her a favour."

The light in Trevor's eyes flickered, and his eyes narrowed. An overwhelming look of sadness and solemness were etched on his face.

Of course, he knew who this person was.

That would be Jenna.

"Mother, I still regret having looked down on her back then. I regret that I didn't understand you. At that time, I should have tried to persuade Hansen. Otherwise, things wouldn't have come to this. I think I should be responsible as well." Trevor recalled the past and sighed with emotion. "Speaking of which, I'm really grateful to her for my illness. She even put aside the past issues and came to help with my illness. Not only that, she also came to see me every day to make sure I was recovering properly and treated my wounds. Her kindness has put me to shame."

"Well, I have had a good impression on her for a long time now. She is kind and considerate. However, it's a pity that Hansen did not cherish her. Up till this point, I think she is determined to leave our Richards family." Vivian stroked the leather case in her hand. Her face was lined with grief.

Trevor did not say anything and remained silent.

Meroy walked in gently and said, "Old Madam, Young Master is here."

"Alright, let him in." Vivian nodded.