Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 355

The thin figure was curled up on a bench chair, with her head in her hands. Her hair fell over her face, covering it completely, and her whole body was trembling.

Hansen's heart tightened in an instant.

"Jenna," he said, incredulously.

After being stunned for a moment, he cried out, and with Jerry in his arms, he rushed to her.

"Jenna! Jenna! What happened?" He put his big hand on her head and asked anxiously, "You're awake, but why are you here?"

Jenna, snared in a stupor and confusion, raised her head reflexively when she heard the familiar voice.

Hansen's eyes were overflowing with worry and confusion.

She looked up at Hansen, her dark eyes fixed on him in an attempt to see right through him. Only now did she realize that the moment Jerry had disappeared, the person she feared of losing the most was him. Jerry was her flesh and blood. It was immutable. As for him, he seemed to hold a very special

place in her heart.

As scared as she might have been, she had to admit it.

"Mom, Mom." In Hansen's arms, Jerry stretched out his little hands to her and called for her. He was about to tear up.

"Jerry." When Jenna heard the tender voice, she was taken by surprise. Her heart filled with joy and her eyes lit up. She extended her arms and grabbed Jerry from Hansen. She held him tightly in her arms and kissed him non-stop. "Jerry, don't leave Mummy. Please don't leave Mummy."

Jerry also stretched out his arms and wrapped them around her neck. His small face rubbed against hers, as if he was telling her, "Mom, don't worry, I won't leave you."

Jenna's eyes welled up with tears. She laughed and cried at the same time. Her hands were still trembling as she held Jerry in her arms, feeling overly emotional.

"Jenna, what's wrong with you?" Hansen looked at Jenna, and slowly, he figured out what was going on. His face darkened, his eyes brimmed with pain and sadness.

The woman in front of him seemed to have misunderstood him.

Feeling some kind of pain and numbness that

he had never felt before, he sighed and approached them. Without saying a word, he enveloped his arms around them and hugged them tightly.

"Hansen, don't take my Jerry away. Don't leave me." Being in Hansen's arms made her spill her guts out. She was deeply in pain. She couldn't think straight. She couldn't even control her actions. She gripped his shirt tightly with one hand, and buried her face into his solid chest as she shouted at the top of her lungs.

Hansen caressed her beautiful hair gently, but his eyes were still as dark as the night.

“This d*mn woman actually thought I had taken Jerry away! How ridiculous!" he thought to himself.

"What kind of person does she think I am? A misfit?"

Trust. There was practically a lack of trust between them.

"Come on. Let's get home first," he said, as he gently held her and Jerry up, nearly lifting them from the ground.

However, Jenna was in too much shock just now and had used up all her strength. As soon as she took a step, she felt the world around her spinning, and almost fell down. Subconsciously, she held Jerry tightly

in her arms and leaned against Hansen.

Hansen frowned slightly as he felt a stab of pain in his heart. He carried her and Jerry in his arms, and walked towards the street.

Among the dark green willows along the street, a handsome man stood by. He wore a green buttoned- down shirt, and under his sword- like brows were a pair of bright, piercing eyes.

A breeze blew over, making two willow branches in front of him tangle together, just like a loving couple dancing. He reached out his fingers to brush off the two willow branches as his lips curled into a smile.

Yadriel, who just exited from the church, said with a fake smile, "Sergio, did you see that? Hansen has a soft spot for her. She is the only person who can control him," as he stood beside Sergio, watching Hansen gradually leave their sight.

Ignoring what Yadriel had said, Sergio asked with a look of yearning on his face, as he raised his head and stood tall, with his hands at the back. "Dad, is that woman really Jenna?"