"Rest, Jenna. I'll take you to the beauty salon later. There will be an important banquet tonight. The guests are all from upper class circles. We'd better be well prepared," Hansen said after lunch at Collier Manor with Jenna.
Banquet?
Jenna froze. She recalled him mentioning it the previous day. It seemed that she could not escape it. Truth be told, she never liked attending these banquets. It was hard for her to force a smile.
Jenna had been busy at work for the past two days. Hence, she was really not in the mood to attend the banquet. However, as a member of a rich and powerful family, she had to. She had to be cautious all the time, appear reserved and noble, or her husband's reputation would be at stake. This was the most tiring thing for Jenna. It was one of the reasons she was not willing to come back with Hansen when they were in Wullen Town. This kind of life was too exhausting. All she wanted was a simple life.
She pouted and followed Hansen to the bedroom.
"I know you don't like this, but will you do it for my sake? Please smile." Hansen comforted her when he saw her pouting.
"Oh, this is so annoying." Jenna threw herself on the bed and didn't want to talk to him.
"Come on. I'll give you a massage." Hansen lay on the bed. He reached out to hold her in his arms and started massaging. Jenna enjoyed it very much.
"Sigh, I like it just as much as you do. All those fake smiles and conversations. What's worse, I have to face the people I don't want to see. But we are not ordinary people. Our words and actions are being watched." Hansen said, "I'll have to hire an etiquette teacher to train you. After all, there'll be many banquets in the future. Although you've done very well, we need to do better. Moreover, there's still a lot more for you to learn. After all, the wives of rich and powerful families will attend these training classes every week. Not to mention that we're the richest family. You should prepare yourself for more banquets in the future."
Hansen said in a soft voice. Jenna had gone to sleep with his gentle massages. She hadn't heard a word he said.
The sky became dark as the evening approached. The neon lights lit up and blended with the grey sky, as if the city was covered with a layer of colorful glass paper, giving off a mystical atmosphere.
Hansen had already dragged Jenna to a high-end beauty salon earlier that evening. It took a long time until she heard the makeup artist say with amazement, "Mrs. Richards, you are gorgeous. So proper and graceful."
Really? Jenna was doubtful. In fact, she was now very uncomfortable because of these makeup artists. She guessed that her expression looked haggard. Even if she didn't look like a mess, she was far from graceful. She didn't know whether the makeup artist's judgement was skewed or he was trying to flatter her.
"Mrs. Richards, this way please." The makeup artist pointed to one side politely, showing her out.
"Okay, thank you." Jenna nodded with a smile and stood up.
"Oh!" As soon as she took a step, she was about to fall as she was not used to wearing stilettos.
That was it. All the effort of dressing up had gone to waste. Jenna looked at the shiny floor as her heart pounded. If she had fallen down, then her face would be bruised, and her body would be injured.
"Be careful, Mrs. Richards." The makeup artist held her in time.
That was close! She was lucky that she didn't fall down. Otherwise, it would've been embarrassing. She had a better impression of the makeup artist now. However, it wouldn't do any good to go on like this. After all, she had never worn such thin high heels. Even the heels of her wedding shoes were thicker than this. Walking had already posed a challenge, let alone socializing with others.
Her anxiety grew.
Hansen was reading the newspaper leisurely by the reception. He raised his head as soon as the makeup artist helped Jenna out. Alas, this woman was really beautiful with her makeup done. Even more beautiful than she looked on their wedding day.
The black dress fit her waist and plump hips perfectly. What's more, the dress complimented her porcelain- white skin. TheV- shaped collar showed off her smooth neck, and the diamonds accentuated her face. She was absolutely gorgeous.
He curled his lips slightly and walked towards her.
"Mr. Richards, Mrs. Richards' makeup is done." The makeup artist tried to fawn over Hansen. "Your wife is so beautiful, Mr. Richards."
Hansen smiled and took out a stack of money from his wallet. The makeup artist happily accepted the payment, smiled enchantingly, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Richards."
Jenna smiled as she carefully took one step after another...
She felt very uncomfortable. The heels were too high for her.
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