Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 389

Three days later, two black luxury cars were headed into the streets of Wullen Town.

Hansen led Jenna, Jerry, and Sara, into one car while Trevor, Marissa, and Bailey took Lomen and Alvin into another car.

They finally embarked on the journey back to A City.

Everyone was excited for the journey.

The helicopter had been waiting for them at the airport.

Hansen called the Ink Garden. He ordered the chef to prepare a feast, and the staff to light up garden lamps, and embellish them with colorful lights.

Therefore, when the black car drove into Richards Manor, the manor was already filled with colorful ornaments. It created a joyous atmosphere.

The gates of Richards Group Manor were opened. Fireworks brightened the sky above the manor, and the golden roof reflected magnificent lights from the bursting fireworks.

Jerry had never seen such a spectacular sight before. He stared at everything in front of him with his large eyes. He couldn't form any words.

Vivian, dressed in a bubbly, crimson dress, sat in the main hall of the Ink Garden. This was the first time in so many years that she had smiled genuinely, the wrinkles on her face easing.

When Trevor and Marissa arrived at Ink Garden with the group of people, Vivian was so thrilled that she began to tremble.

Jenna used a wheelchair to push Sara while Hansen carried Jerry and sauntered into the main hall of the Ink Garden.

"Good to see you, Sara." Vivian's eyes first fell on Sara. She reached out her hand and greeted her, her voice quivering.

"Hello, Vivian." Sara smiled and replied to her, courteously. Swiftly, Jenna pushed Sara forward a few steps and stopped in front of Vivian.

"It must have been hard on you." Vivian took Sara's hand in hers. Her eyes glassy with tears. She held her hand tightly, sobbing, and unable to speak.

Sara was also getting emotional, the rims of her eyes turning red.

After a long time, Vivian dragged her gaze away from Sara's lower body and said, with tears streaming down her face, "It's not easy for today to have arrived. Fortunately, we've all waited for it to come." "Indeed." Sara responded through her tears.

Waves of tough memories came surging to her, and the light in her eyes gradually blurred.

For a moment, the atmosphere was imbued with sadness.

"Oh, Vivian, you should be happy for such a reunion. Besides, better days are yet to come. Come, take a look at your lovely grandson." Marissa interrupted the emotional scene and took Jerry from Hansen's arms. Grinning from ear to ear, she cradled him and walked up to Vivian.

"Yes, of course." Vivian regained her senses. Only then did she think of her great- grandson's arrival, something that she had always been dreaming of.

At that time, Vivian was quite satisfied with Marissa's performance. Immediately she beamed and said, "Yes, we have finally reunited now. This calls for a joyful occasion. Sara, don't be too glum. You can be rest assured that Hansen will be good to Jenna. We will treat Jenna like the daughter of the family."

At that point, she cast her loving and delighted gaze on the adorable Jerry.

"Jerry, my precious great- grandson." Staring at Jerry's tender face and bright eyes, she was unable to stop herself from smiling. "This is my great-grandson. I've been looking forward to meeting him for a very long time now."

Determined as Vivian was to hold Jerry, she was already 90 years old. Hence, Marissa was worried that she didn't have the strength to carry him. In an instant, she placed him in Vivian's arms, but her hands were still supporting Jerry.

"Jerry, my great-grandson, what a beautiful boy. The sparkle in your eyes shows that you're smarter than Hansen when he was at your age." Vivian stroked Jerry's tender skin and praised him.

"Quick, greet your great- grandmother." Jenna reminded Jerry.

Facing this regal, elderly lady, Jerry didn't reveal any signs of hesitation. He smiled at Vivian, calling her 'Great Grandma'. It sent Vivian into sheer elation.

"Meroy, bring the item over, quickly." Holding Jerry's small hand, Vivian instructed Meroy.

"Yes, Old Madam." Meroy answered, her tone jovial. She turned around and reached for a delicate gift box, handing it to Vivian.

With trembling hands, Vivian opened the gift box. Everyone turned their attention towards it. They were so shocked that their mouths fell open. Whispers erupted.

A piece of bright red oriental jasper lay in the box. Its red spots flecked in the shape of blossoms, radiating red light. The words 'Richards Manor' were carved on it.

"This is for Jerry. According to our ancestors' rules, only the eldest grandson would be able to possess this piece of jewelry when passed down. Today, I can finally hand it over to my great-grandson." With that, she removed it from its box and hung it on Jerry's neck.