"Mr. Richards, there's still an empty house next to Madam Jenna's house. We're currently renting it." Alvin thought of how in the past year, Hansen had been alone and taciturn every day. Now that he had finally met Jenna and his child, he would definitely bring them back. Two days prior, he had ordered him to search for a house nearby and had already thought of this. Now, looking at the situation at hand, it seemed like it wasn't that easy to bring Jenna and Jerry back. Thus, he told him about this news.
Hansen's eyes darkened slightly as he raised his eyes and inch.
"Okay, go and pack up first. We'll move in tomorrow." After his brief reply, he took out the keycard and unlocked the door. He plonked down on the bed, overwhelmed with exhaustion and sorrow, and soon fell asleep.
Jenna was awakened by Jerry's coughs. When she woke up, Jerry's face was flushed red from coughing and he was on the verge of losing his breath. She was shocked and terrified as she hurriedly picked him up and patted his back, crying out, "Jerry, what's wrong? Don't scare me."
Jerry was coughing so loudly that his eyes were filled with tears. He lay limply in Jenna's arms and cried, "Mom."
Jenna felt both sorry and sad. She held Jerry in her arms with a dull look on her face.
Since Hansen had left early in the morning, he hadn't returned. It was already afternoon. She assumed that he had already left and wouldn't come back.
When she thought that he would never come again after leaving, she felt a sense of loss in her heart.
After all, Jerry was his child. If he left, it meant that Jerry wouldn't have a father anymore. This was so unfair to Jerry.
She felt a faint pain in her heart as she hugged Jerry tightly. Her heart was empty, and Jerry also seemed to have sensed her feelings. His small hands hugged her neck tightly as he mumbled, "Mom, Mom." From time to time, he would cough so hard that he couldn't breathe.
Jenna was at her wits' end.
"Jerry, do you want Dad?" She asked in a soft voice. "Should I give you to Dad? He has power and will give you a better life." She leaned closer to Jerry's ear.
Jerry just grabbed onto her clothes and
coughed, saying, "Mom."
Jenna's heart ached.
The conversation with Hansen the night before didn't end amicably.
Hansen wanted to take Jerry to A City for treatment because he was worried about the substandard medical facilities here. Nevertheless, she would not agree to it.
However, after Jerry's cough became more and more severe, Jenna's heart began to waver.
Was she supposed to compromise and let Jerry return to his side? After all, Jerry was his child, and staying with him would be many times better than with her.
After a while, she shook her head with all her might.
Aria's child was there as well. Aria wouldn't be able to tolerate Jerry's presence, so she couldn't allow him to take that risk. Perhaps it would be fine if she followed him back as well, but she was really tired of living the life of luxury, and she didn't want to live like that anymore.
In this way, she held Jerry in her arms for the whole afternoon and walked back and forth in the house. Her arms were so sore that they became numb, and her face was extremely
pale.
As night descended, Jerry fell into a deep sleep after ingesting the cold medicine.
Jenna was tired and sleepy. With her head on the pillow, she fell asleep listlessly while hugging Jerry.
"Jerry, Jerry, where are you?" Jenna opened her arms and cried out in a terrifying voice. In the dark night, she couldn't see anything clearly. Jenna's arms were empty, and there was only one thought that existed in her mind. Jerry was missing. Her Jerry was missing!
It can't be! She couldn't lose Jerry! He was her whole life!
She ran as fast as she could, using all her strength.
Suddenly, she was suspended in mid-air and everything went dark as she fell heavily to the ground.
"Ah, Jerry." Jenna screamed and sat up suddenly. It was dark as death around her. It was terribly silent. It turned out that she just had a dream!
In her desperation, she whipped her head around and saw Jerry sleeping quietly beside her. He was sleeping very soundly, his forehead covered with a fine layer of sweat.
She reached out her hand and felt a slight chill on his forehead. Fortunately, he didn't have a high fever!
Her heart was at ease.
She sat there in a daze. All the blood in her body seemed to freeze, and the tips of her fingers were cold.
She couldn't get out of that dream!
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