Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 326

A year later.

A sudden earthquake alarmed everyone. Almost overnight, the news media was plastered with the coverage of the earthquake.

Regardless of which channel was switched to, or which website was clicked into, the images were all replaced with a solid, greycolored background.

The high- intensity earthquake had almost destroyed everything in S City.

In the living room of Green Jade Garden.

Hansen was accompanying Trevor and Marissa at dinner.

"Hansen, the earthquake is a natural disaster. The Richards Group is a large group company. Have you prepared anything for this?" After stuffing a mouthful of omelette into his mouth, Trevor remembered the current situation and asked seriously.

After gulping down the almond milk, Hansen smiled and said gently, "Don't worry, Dad. We are a well- known company and wouldn't skimp on any donation. Last night, I asked the mid-level executives of the company to bring ten thousand tents and a lot of food, as well as a hundred million dollars of funds, to the scene. They should have arrived by now."

"Good, well done." Trevor's face revealed a smile of appreciation. "You're a public figure. There are many people watching you. Your every move will affect the reputation of the Richards Group. Also, a great entrepreneur must have a heart of his own. He needs to know how to repay society, save lives, and heal injuries. Only then will such a group have a sense of humanity. Only then will people praise it. Admiration is the only way for such an enterprise to be accepted by everyone and go further."

He put his spoon down, with a serious look on his face. Although his voice was warm, it contained an earnest expectation.

The Richards Group had been standing strong for a hundred years. Not only did their heirs work hard, but they also had a profound spiritual and cultural foundation. Of course, this also included the contribution to society.

Upon hearing these words, Hansen was struck by a thought. He recalled the incident at the banquet on the island in the center of the city the year before. When Aria was about to chase away the children of the welfare home, Jenna had protected them. Her face was filled with anger as she said those words. Every word she said was reasonable, and each of them touched the hearts of the people.

On that day, in order to control Aria, he hadn't protected her openly but supported her in the dark. Eventually, she'd succeeded in keeping those children, and without a hitch, held a charity event at the banquet. Part of the donations received had gone straight into the welfare home, which also helped fund those children's education.

On that day, she'd stood on the magnificent stage. Although she'd worn plain clothes and without any makeup, her charisma was extraordinary at that moment, catching everyone's attention. She definitely wouldn't lose to Aria, who was adorned with all the jewels and treasures on her body.

Such a beautiful woman, whom he loved deeply, had left with his child for a year and a half. There was no news about her at all.

He suddenly felt sore in his heart and could not eat anything anymore.

"Dad, Mom, enjoy your meal. I'm done." He put down his spoon and went to the living room sullenly. He sat on the sofa with a depressed face.

"Hansen, eat more." Marissa saw that he had only taken a few sips of almond milk and not eaten breakfast. Her heart ached and she hastily stopped him.

"Let him go." Trevor glanced at Marissa and said flatly.

"Trevor, I only have one son, Hansen. Look at him. In the past year or so, he has worked hard and did not speak or smile. It's obvious that he was unhappy. Looking at him, my heart feels as if it is stung by hundreds of bees." Marissa thought that Hansen had changed into a different person in the past year. He would barely speak. His heart weighed down with sorrow. He barely even ate anything.

Her son was a man with such a halo on him, and he could get whatever he desired. However, he had never been truly happy before. How could she ever feel at ease when he was like this?

"Only now do you know how to feel sorry for him? If you had known it would be like this, why didn't you help him to keep an eye on Jenna?" Trevor was furious when he heard Marissa's complaint.

She only knew how to pity her son. If she hadn't been there to fan the flames of trouble, would that woman, Aria, have been able to take advantage of the situation and slipped in? Would so many things have happened afterwards?

At the thought of this, his face darkened and he slammed his spoon heavily on the table.

Marissa's face was pale. Her eyes were full of tears in an instant.

"No matter what I say, you would bring that up to lecture me. I am still his mother no matter what had happened. Everything I did, I did it for him. Looking back at those years, if it weren't for your illness, I wouldn't have lost my mind and wouldn't have made the wrong judgment." Marissa wiped her tears, with grievance and unwillingness on her face.

"There was nothing I could do about my sickness, but you, you didn't know right from wrong, barking up at the wrong trees. You always liked to interfere in Hansen's affairs and made his life a mess. Think about it, if you didn't support Aria in the dark, would she have succeeded?" Trevor's face was forbidding. "Until now, you should correct your poor habit of favoring the rich. When a person lives to this age, they should often reflect on their own, instead of blindly favoring one side. If you look at your own son and feel sorry for him, how about another person's daughter?"