When Hansen returned to the bedroom, Jenna was already sleeping soundly. He bent down to glance at her, and he saw that she was sleeping very peacefully. She looked like she didn't feel as much pain as she had over the past few days. It seemed that she had adapted to the environment too. Hansen felt very gratified upon seeing that, but at the same time, he also felt deeply sorry for her.
Jenna didn't know when it happened, but she felt warm and thick shoulders embracing her, and her face was caressed gently by a hand. She then opened her eyes in a daze. The lights in the bedroom were dim, and Hansen appeared in front of her with a slightly tired face.
She glanced at him, turned her face away, and turned her back towards him.
Over the past few days, he would come back every night to keep her company, and he would always be extremely gentle.
However, Jenna still felt very uncomfortable. She felt like she had been pricked by a thorn, and she treated him very coldly.
"Jenna, are you awake?" Hansen hugged her from behind and sprayed his hot breath on her neck. His lips were brushing against her earlobe, and his voice was very soft and pleasant to listen to.
Jenna closed her eyes and ignored him.
Hansen knew that she was angry. Even if she could adapt to the current situation, it was too difficult for a woman to accept her husband's betrayal without any resentment.
Hansen felt a surge of guilt and remorse in his heart.
During those days, he tried his best to avoid that kind of situation, but he still couldn't predict what would happen.
He wrapped her body from behind with his arms and clung to her with his scorching body.
"Jenna, I want you," he whispered in her ear with a soft and sweet voice, greedily breathing in her fragrance.
That was the only form of love he could give her. At present, he could only compensate her like that as he really didn't know what else he could do.
Deep down, he was very afraid of losing her.
Jenna was calm and she didn't get angry. She simply closed her eyes. Over the past few days, Hansen would always return home to be by her side and spend all his time loving her. His love for her was gentle and delicate, yet it was intense. His intense love would always end up enveloping her.
His shameful words and actions would usually make her blush when she thought of them in the morning. His passionate gentleness and extreme love really made her feel the blissfulness of being a woman. When he hugged her to sleep, she felt that she was a blessed wife.
Even if she had to face the cruel reality the next day, the love he gave her at night still made her feel reluctant to refuse him.
It was due to the fact that she was afraid that she would not be able to live a blissful life anymore. So, she yearned for a blissful life a lot. She wanted to live a happy life with Hansen and Jerry. Even if it was just a pipe dream, she still wanted to feel that way.
She smiled bitterly.
Actually, she understood that Hansen was going to marry Liya and that deep down, he was worried that Jenna would disagree, or that she would propose a divorce. Hence, he would always make love to her every night in order to keep her from leaving.
All wives couldn't bear to leave their husbands, and Jenna was no exception. Her attachment to Hansen was the same as how Hansen couldn't leave her. In recent days, even though she was very exhausted, she still complied with Hansen's each and every demand, in order to satisfy him as much as possible.
She didn't know how long that kind of life would last, but she also wanted to keep feeling that kind of bliss for as long as possible. She was infatuated by his presence and was worried that she would suddenly lose him one day, which would make her feel panicky and uncomfortable.
Actually, she didn't have the courage to leave him. Even if she watched him marry Liya and see them flirt in front of her, she would still force herself to hold back her tears and look at them, as she didn't have the courage to leave that family and him.
Jenna and him were inseparable for a long time. So, how could she bear to be away from him?
Right then, she understood why some women pretended to be fine and maintained their status quo even though they knew their husband cheated on them with some other woman outside. It was because they couldn't bear it.
The next morning, Hansen held onto Jenna's hand as they went downstairs.
When they were still upstairs, Jenna had already sensed that the atmosphere was somewhat strange. Indeed, when Hansen held her hand tightly and led her down to the hall downstairs, her keen eyes captured a scene that left her astounded.
Liya, who was dressed up very elegantly, was sitting on the couch, with her hands on her knees. She had a kind expression and looked like a graceful and virtuous young woman, which inspired one to love her upon seeing her.
On the other hand, Trevor was seated across from her like an elder meeting a young one. From time to time, he would chat with her and ask questions in a kind manner. The atmosphere was very amiable.
Liya's face was all smiles as she answered Trevor's questions in a virtuous manner. She sounded very gentle and soft. One could not help but to dote on her.
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