Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 484

"Jenna, if it really comes to that, you have to accept it. Even if you don't want to accept, you still have to. Moreover, I want to tell you that you can't divorce Hansen, and I will definitely not allow it. The rules of the Richards family also disallows it," Trevor suddenly said in a more serious tone.

Jenna was about to faint and she took a few steps back.

"Jenna, trust me. We do not wish for such a thing to happen either. However, if it really happens, please forgive us." When he saw Jenna's pained expression, Trevor felt pity for her. He softened his tone and comforted her helplessly.

Jenna was speechless. If this was what Trevor was saying, then she really didn't have much hope.

"Jenna, I'll give this word to you. You should think carefully about the meaning behind it." Trevor sighed deeply and said earnestly, "No one can predict what kind of things a person will experience in their entire life. However, one should be magnanimous, proactive, and optimistic when going through life. There shouldn't be any complaints or frustrations. The most important thing is to walk through life bravely. You have to believe in life. You reap what you sow. This is the truth."

After saying this, Trevor took off his glasses, looked at Jenna, and said, "It's a little late. You should go down and rest. Hansen's study has been moved back from Collier Manor. You can clean it for him tomorrow. Also, from tomorrow onwards, some charitable activities of the Richards family will be under your supervision. I believe that if you do better, you can enhance the reputation of our family to a new level."

After saying these words, Trevor gave her a heavy look before leaving.

Jenna simply stood there, disoriented. It was not until Trevor had left for a long time that she came back to her senses and slowly walked out of the study.

The colorful lights flashed, and the fragrance filled the air. The masquerade commenced.

This masquerade was the most high profile social event in the upper echelons of society. It was also the most popular part of a banquet.

Everyone would wear a mask and there was no need to disguise themselves. Then, they would choose any one of their favorite men and women from the party. This kind of fancy was completely dependent on their intuition and did not have any connection to reality. As long as they liked the person and it was consensual, they could be intimate with each other and have a romantic night together. When they wake up the next day, they would go their separate ways and walk their own paths.

Since they were wearing masks and coats, no one could recognize one another. It was a chance for some excitement, and no one had to be responsible for anyone.

For people who were under too much pressure at their workplace, or who couldn't satisfy their own needs, or who wanted some excitement, it was a rare and passionate one-night stand.

Therefore, when this game was initiated, it immediately got the attention of the upper class people. Until now, almost every banquet would have this climactic segment of the masquerade.

This was a high level of enjoyment. The handsome men and beautiful women who attended the banquet were carefully selected. They were rich, clean, and did not have any illness. They were all in the prime of their youths. Of course, every man and woman present could exchange their partners after they put on their coats. As long as they were willing, anything was possible here and everything could happen. After wearing a coat, no one could recognize anyone.

After a passionate night, they wouldn't even know who their s*x partner was.

This was definitely a romantic night. There was no psychological burden and no obligation, on condition that everyone was willing and it was consensual.

Generally, those who volunteered to stay and participate in the climactic part of the banquet at the end were tacit, and were men and women out to have fun. There was no limit to the excitement in this place.

Since this was the end of the banquet, some people who were not willing to participate would take their wives or female companions home in advance. Those who would stay until the end would enter another mysterious hall of the masquerade.

The intimate, romantic, pink wallpaper and dazzling lights intertwined with the pheromones exuded both from men and women in the air. Just like neanderthals, they were searching for mere copulation in the forest.

Their lust was not concealed at all.

There were all kinds of masks and coats of different sizes in the dressing room. Basically, no one could recognize each other as long as one had their own masks on.

"Hansen, are we also going to participate in this?" Liya looked at the people walking into the dressing room in groups of twos and threes. She was a little uneasy. She was very willing to participate in this romantic masquerade, but the premise was that she could choose Hansen amongst the crowd.

She was happy to spend the amorous night with Hansen in this exciting atmosphere.

However, what if she couldn't find Hansen?

A charming smile emerged at the corner of Hansen's lips. He looked at Liya with a warm gaze and asked indifferently, "What do you think?"

"Hansen, I only want to be with you," she said meaningfully, looking shyly at the seductive dance hall.

This was a new and exciting occasion. Liya was very interested in it, but she did not want to be with another man. She only wanted Hansen.

As though he could see through her thoughts, Hansen said, "Liya, the rules of the game are not to be rewritten by us. They have already been set. If you want to participate, it's not up to you to decide. What do you think?"