Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 462

"Alvin, keep searching. Don't be lax, not even for a moment," he ordered, gritting his teeth. He didn't expect her to run out within such a short time. Thinking of what happened this afternoon, he grimaced.

The Hummer drove along the river for a few laps but he still couldn't find her. His heart began to sink.

"Mr. Richards, there is no sign of Madam anywhere." After an hour, Alvin, who was panting, rushed over, with a helpless expression on his face.

Hansen sat motionlessly.

"However, Mr. Richards, Sergio is not around too." Alvin reminded him after thinking for a while.

Light flashed across Hansen's eyes.

"Alvin, from today onwards, you will stay by Madam's side. You must ensure her safety and do not allow any accidents to happen to her. Do you understand?" After a while, Hansen ordered in detail.

"But, Mr. Richards, I still have tasks to complete. And I think it's better for me to stay with you now." Alvin knew what Hansen was thinking. After hesitating for a while, he voiced out his suggestion.

"That's enough. From now on, your task is to protect Jenna, my wife. If anything happens to her, I will find you and hold you accountable. Remember, she is my life." Hansen did not listen to any of Alvin's words and ordered sternly.

Alvin was helpless, and he could only nod and agree.

"Mr. Richards, I think you should explain your idea to Madam, so that she won't be so deeply hurt." Alvin couldn't understand Hansen. Having been with him for so many years, he knew that he must have his own struggles. Instead of both parties suffering, why couldn't he tell the truth? He immediately put forward his suggestion.

"No, if she doesn't suffer, others won't believe it." Hansen frowned, and his eyes were full of pain.

"But, Mr. Richards, if this continues, Madam might not be able to take it. It will be too cruel and painful for her. You should know that she loves you with all her heart and soul. No woman can accept such behavior from her husband." Alvin couldn't understand Hansen and noted with great worry.

"Compared with going to jail, this pain is nothing!" Hansen growled in a low voice. He punched the stone railing, and warm liquid spurted out from his fist and splashed onto his eyes.

He gazed at the murky river and grasped the stone railing by the river tightly with his fingers. His pale fingers were about to crush the stone railing. The white stone railing was stained with his blood, and even the breath he exhaled was burning hot.

Alvin looked at Hansen's terrifying face and the blood on his fists. With a heavy heart, he helplessly closed his eyes.

He knew that if he had asked Mr. Richards to go to jail that day, he wouldn't even frown one bit. However, the cunning enemy had framed Jenna by planting false evidence. For Hansen, he could not tolerate this at all. It was his soft spot. He couldn't do anything about it.

"Alvin, remember what I've told you. From today onwards, you'll remain by Jenna's side and you must protect her like how you protected me. I don't want to see anything like this happening again." He dictated, word by word.

Alvin knew that he had made up his mind. So, he could only nod his head solemnly.

Why did it turn out this way?

"Hansen, why are you doing this? You said that you will only love me for the rest of your life. Why are you moving on so fast?" In the guest room of a hotel, Jenna clung onto Sergio's clothes. She closed her eyes and murmured to herself.

Sergio allowed her to grasp onto his clothes. He gazed down at her, with his expression slightly stiff.

She was already drunk and moving in and out of consciousness. Other than crying, she could only subconsciously grab his clothes while muttering.

She thought that he was Hansen. This was something that Sergio naturally understood.

The woman in a muted purple dress in front of him was lying across the bed. Her chest trembled as she cried. Sergio lowered his head and looked at the alluring woman in front of her. He started to feel light-headed and his body started to churn.

He gritted his teeth and tried to break away from her hands, but she clung on to his clothes and refused to let go. It seemed that if she were to let go, he would leave.

Gradually, his heart softened. He stopped breaking away from her hands. Moreover, he was unwilling to do so.

He gently wiped her tears away and sighed. Then, he slowly lay down beside her and breathed in the scent of her body. He was enjoying and indulging at the moment.

He thought that even if he simply lay there quietly and leaned against her like that, he would be happy and satisfied.