Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 383

The door was not closed.

There were two figures at the door, a man and a woman.

The man had a tall frame. He wore an expensive, black suit with gold-rimmed glasses, appearing to be in his fifties. The woman wore a dark blue dress and a white cardigan. Her hair was tied up, looking noble and graceful.

With just one glance, Sara recognized them.

They were none other than Trevor and Marissa.

They finally came!

It seemed that Hansen being in Wullen Town had already alerted them!

She didn't really like Marissa, but as for Trevor, she dared not give him the cold shoulder.

After all, he was the senior chairman of The Richards Group. He had great power and prestige in the business world. No matter what his intention was, it showed that he had attached great importance to her daughter. There were no parents who did not hope for a good life for their children.

"Sara, it's nice to see you." Trevor immediately noticed Sara, who was sitting on the sofa in a daze. At her side was a walking stick. Her face was slightly pale and an uneasy feeling could be seen in her eyes. A sense of guilt welled up in his heart.

The woman before his eyes was ageing quickly. He remembered that she used to be so elegant and dignified, giving off the temperament of a daughter from a rich family. However, the woman he was looking at, had wrinkles on her forehead and half of her hair had already turned white. It seemed that the death of her husband and her daughter's experience had completely crushed her.

He hurriedly took a step forward. With a polite and friendly smile on his face, he asked kindly, "Sara, do you still remember me?"

Sara narrowed her eyes as she calmly observed the man who had once been a well-known figure in the business world. The last time she saw him was at the reunion dinner in conjunction with the Thanksgiving party five years ago. After that, she never saw him again.

Five years later, when they met again, things had changed.

She smiled wryly and replied in a polite manner, "So, Mr. Trevor is here. Please have a seat."

"Sara, are you feeling better now?" Marissa was a smart woman. She knew that she came to ask Sara for a favour. After Trevor greeted her, she immediately walked up to her with a smile on her face and asked about her well-being.

Sara glanced at her, with a faint expression on her face. "Mrs. Richards, you've come to my humble abode as well. I'm really ashamed. This small courtyard of ours isn't worthy of your noble status."

As soon as those words were said, a trace of awkwardness flashed across Marissa's face. Of course, she understood what she meant. She instantly went along with her. Her face was plastered with a forceful smile.

"I'm really sorry. Bailey went out for groceries. It is really inconvenient for me to move around. So, I will not be able to get you two something to drink," Sara said to them politely and distantly.

"It's fine, it's fine." Trevor smiled. "Sara, you're not feeling well. Is there anything I can do for you?" Then, he looked at her glass, reached out for it, and was about to pour some water personally for her.

"Trevor, let me do it. This should be done by women." Marissa had sharp eyes. How could she allow her husband to pour water for her? She quickly snatched the glass from his hand and walked to the kitchen.

Sara didn't refuse and was just sitting down. Seeing that Trevor was still standing with things still in hand, she smiled and said, "Mr. Trevor, please have a seat. Make yourself at home."