Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 341

Though her fingertips were chilly and her soft fingers stiffened, there was sweat dripping from her palm. It must have been caused by her anxiety and nervousness. He gripped her hand tightly, his fingers brushing gently at her palm.

He could only imagine how strong she had been to give birth to a child over the past year and to raise Jerry by herself. She had even drifted away to such a remote town. It was too much for him to even think about this.

His palm was warm, wide and soft, wrapped around Jenna's dainty hand. In an instant, her heart was inexplicably less fiery. Initially, she had walked in a hurry and stumbled along the way. When she went downstairs, her footsteps were unstable and she almost fell down. Luckily, Hansen held her with his strong arms. His big hands gently grasped her little hand, and his eyes were swirling with tenderness.

With her mind still disoriented, Jenna turned around and looked at him. Hansen's beautiful bright eyes were filled to the brim with determination and steadiness. He stared back at her with a hint of a warm, comforting smile in his eyes.

"Don't worry," he said softly. "Jerry is also my son." He assumed a serious expression on his face, but a soft glow faintly radiated from his eyes. The corners of his mouth lifted up slightly.

It was that exact smile, carrying with it a muted warmth, and his warm palm that sent a current of comfort through Jenna's heart, gradually spreading to all of her limbs. Her entire body and mind relaxed. The anxiety she felt after giving birth to Jerry had vanished, and her heart was floating with a sense of security.

However, the guilt didn't go away. Jerry was still young, and he had never been separated from his mother. However, she disregarded his feelings and went out for an entire night.

It must've been because he hadn't seen his mother and couldn't drink breast milk that he ended up like this. After all, Jerry had never left her side.

Jenna's tears flowed. Hansen took her small hand and she felt as though she was almost running above the ground. His powerful arms almost lifted her up.

It was a good thing that her house was not too far away.

From afar, they could hear Jerry's weak cries.

It sounded completely different from how brightly and confidently he used to cry. This was a serious illness!

Jenna's heart began to palpitate. As soon as she approached the gate, she freed herself from Hansen's hand and ran into the house.

"Be careful." Hansen's hand was empty. He felt his heart tighten. Worried that she might fall, he hurriedly reminded her from behind and quickly followed after her.

Inside the room, Jerry was lying in Sara's arms, crying sickly. His entire face and cheeks were flushed red. Jenna's heart leapt into her throat and she whimpered, "Mom." She took Jerry from Sara's arms.

As soon as Jerry was in her arms, she felt as if she was holding a ball of fire, and he was way too warm. When her hands touched his palms and soles, her hands almost got burned. There was a cold towel stuck to his forehead. Sara was worried that his fever would get worse, so she had placed it on his head.

"Jerry, Jerry, my baby, what's wrong?" Jenna pressed her forehead against his face, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her heart was aching as she said, "Mommy's back. I'm sorry. I didn't stay with you last night."

After hearing Jenna's voice and smelling the familiar scent, Jerry opened his eyes. When he saw that it was Jenna, his lips curled and he began to cry in a wronged manner. His sobs continued to twitch.

His face was covered with tears and snot, and his pitiful look made Jenna's heart tighten up.

The mother and son hugged each other tightly, her eyes red as she said, "I'm sorry, Jerry. From now on, Mommy will never leave you again. Don't cry. It's fine. You'll get better soon."

Jerry was acting like a spoiled child as he looked up and down at the handsome man who had suddenly appeared in the house. He was crying as he looked at him.