Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 477

"Your words have hurt Jenna now. Your reason is meaningless. I have said that you can marry whomever you want, but the condition is that you must divorce Jenna first. Otherwise, I won't agree to it," Sara said resolutely. She didn't care whether Hansen agreed or not. Her daughter couldn't be humiliated like this. As long as he took a second wife, Jenna would divorce. This was a very simple thing. As long as he dared to do it, she dared to insist that they get divorced.

Hansen's face turned pale.

He knew that this would not work for Sara, but if the time really came for him to marry Liya, his marriage with Jenna would probably end. As he thought about it, his heart ached.

He didn't want to do this, but if Liya wanted to threaten him, what could he do?

Jenna knew Sara's thoughts better than anyone else, and her heart was also in a mess.

"You can go now. I've finished speaking." Sara didn't pay them any more attention after she finished her words. She was in a bad mood.

Jenna and Hansen walked out.

The two of them didn't look well either.

"You can go back first. I want to stay with Mom for a few days," Jenna said to Hansen, as soon as she got out of the door. Her voice was very cold.

"How can we do that?" Hansen objected immediately. "Jerry needs you."

"This isn't a big deal. It's not too far away. If Jerry misses me, just ask the chauffeur to send him here," she said indifferently. Her face was expressionless.

"What do you mean by this? Are you running away from home? Are you just going to leave me and Jerry at home?" Hansen's eyes were slightly red, as he asked in a low voice with dissatisfaction.

Jenna turned her face away with a cold look.

"Don't you have a good life now? You have a gorgeous woman with you. It doesn't matter if I am with you. Besides, since I married you more than a year ago, how often have I returned to my mother's home? Everyday, I've been busy with you and the Richards family. When have I ever been free? My mother has only one daughter. So, now I'm going home to take care of my mother. What's wrong with being with her for a few days?" Jenna asked coldly in a quick manner.

For a moment, Hansen was stunned by her words. He could not utter a single word.

To be frank, they had never been separated since their wedding. If this thing hadn't happened, their life could really be considered sweet and happy. They were with each other almost everyday. They were as sweet as honey. Now, after this sudden incident, the relationship between them began to sour.

Thinking of this, Hansen felt bitterness in his heart.

However, Jenna's words were very reasonable. Sara had only one daughter. Couldn't Jenna even stay with her mother for a few days? Her daughter married him. She was not sold to him. There was no reason for him to force her to stay with him.

"Then, you can stay at your mother's home for a few days. But you must promise me that you will return as soon as possible. The family will not be able to live without you." Hansen was helpless and had no choice but to let Jenna be.

Jenna had nothing to say. She maintained her cold expression.

Hansen looked at her indifferent and distant expression and felt very unhappy inwardly. He left reluctantly. When he left, he wanted to hold her in his arms, but Jenna had already turned her face away and ignored him.

When he stepped out of the elevator, Hansen felt that his heart was empty, as if he had lost something. There was a painful expression on his face.

After Hansen left, Jenna returned to her bedroom and collapsed on the bed. Her tears fell like beads from a broken string.

When Sara pushed the wheelchair into the room, Jenna was lying on the bed with her face buried in the pillow.

Sara could see that her daughter's shoulders were shaking quietly, and she knew that Jenna was crying.

Sara felt as if her heart was being tormented by a fire.

"Silly girl, when you followed him back to Richards Manor from Wullen Town, I reminded you that the temptation for the men in rich and powerful families would be countless times more than that of ordinary men. You didn't believe me at that time, and now you know that it hurts," Sara said in between the sobs, wiping her tears away, and pushing the wheelchair close to Jenna. She reached out her hand and said, "Come here, my child."

Jenna felt her fragile heart break for a moment. She got up, threw herself into Sara's arms, and burst into tears.

Sara's hand caressed Jenna's beautiful hair. She felt deep pity for her and heaved a heavy sigh.

"My child, if that day really comes, just get divorced." After saying this, Sara closed her eyes in pain and two lines of turbid tears flowed out.

"Mom, if we get divorced, I will become like second-hand goods. No, I will become like third-hand goods. I would have lost my value." Jenna sobbed in Sara's arms and cried.

Sara's hands began to tremble.

"So what? Everyone has to live with dignity," she said in a deep and pained voice.

Except for crying, Jenna really didn't know what to do.

In this way, she stayed at her mother's house for three days. Previously, she would worry about the crisis of the Richards Group and get busy with the family affairs of Richards Manor everyday. In those times, she had no time to care about other things. Now, once she was free, it was only the next day when she began to think of Jerry endlessly. She had never experienced that before.

Furthermore, in the dead of the night, lying on the empty bed, Jenna only thought of Hansen's embrace.

Even so, she didn't want to go back. In addition, for the sake of peace to herself, she didn't even want to look at the news. Her heart that was calm was quickly occupied by Jerry, and the longing in her heart made her uneasy.

Over the past few days, Hansen had called her everyday to ask when she would return.

However, she was cold and indifferent. She didn't even pick up his call.

This was a stalemate. Jena didn't know if it was because Hansen was too busy, or if it was because she kept ignoring him, causing him to lose his patience. Over the next few days, he didn't call.