Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 57

In their sophomore year, Trevor returned from a business trip to France and brought back two bottles of cologne. He gave one bottle to Claude at that time, but unexpectedly, Norton was the one who used it.

It was strange that he had only used it once. So why was he using the cologne now?

Jenna's eyes were red and she laughed at herself, "Of course, you never believe me. There's no point in me saying so much. Just let me go. It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. It has been so many years and it doesn't make much sense to talk about it. Besides, there is nothing between us anymore. You don't need to believe me. In fact, I just want to thank the man who stood in the dark and saved me. Although I don't know who he is, I would still like to thank him."

Jenna observed Hansen while talking. In fact, for a moment, she almost believed that the man in the dark was him, especially when she heard him saying that he saw she had a date with Norton there; she was almost certain that it was him.

However, Hansen's expression was indifferent, as if he didn't hear her words or perhaps, he didn't believe her at all.

After a moment of silence, he didn't let Jenna out of the car. Instead, he started the car, skillfully turned the steering wheel, and the heavy Hummer moved out nimbly and lightly. He was blessed with the talent of driving. Jenna looked at Hansen skillfully maneuvering the steering wheel. The heavy Hummer was like a toy in his hands. He was driving it with such dexterity that he was able to drive it through the traffic so deftly that he was quickly leaving the other cars far behind.

"Hey, where are we going?" Jenna saw that the car was not heading towards Collier Manor, so she was a little worried. She was planning to go home to see her mother.

Moreover, Hansen was a guy who didn't always play by the rules and his actions were simply unpredictable.

As expected, he stared at the front, took out his mobile phone, and said lightly,

"I'll be right there."

After that, he threw his mobile phone on the seat, turned the steering wheel skillfully, and drove even faster toward the highway. Jenna was even more panicked. She thought "Are we leaving the city? Where is he taking me to?"

After driving for a distance, the car came to an embankment lined by green trees. As Jenna looked out, she saw a quaint but modern- fashioned building appeared in front of her.

It turned out to be a big clubhouse.

Why did he bring her here? All the while, whenever he decided on something, she had no way of resisting. He was always so strong and domineering.

It really was a beautiful place. It was indeed a beautiful scenery with a small hill and verdant greenery behind the clubhouse. When she got out of the car, she heard the sound of waves hitting the coast.

"There's the sea!" Jenna couldn't help but cry out in joy in her heart.

She exclaimed that there was such a nice view not far from A City.

Was A city just a stone throw away from the sea? She had never heard her father mention that before.

There were mountains and seas. Could it be that he was on vacation? Had he already prepared it beforehand? She couldn't help but look at him.

Hansen was wearing white casual shoes, light blue jeans, and a white T-shirt, making him look youthful and carefree. He deliberately combed his hair in a fashionable Western- style, revealing half of his forehead. It showed off his handsome face and gave off a naughty vibe.

He gently flicked his fringe with his fingertips and slammed the car door.

Someone who looked like a manager immediately rushed over with some waiters and bowed at Hansen.

"Hello, Mr. Richards."

Hansen didn't even look at them. He had one hand in his jeans pocket and the other holding his phone. He spread his legs out and walked towards the building with a decisive and powerful pace, simply suave and imposing.

The manager hurriedly went to the front to lead the way, as he instructed the waiter to go up and inform the other staff members of their arrival.

"Welcome, Mr. Richards," a row of hostesses wearing revealing clothes stood in front of the main lobby and greeted Hansen with their heads down. Their voices were sweet and their eyes were full of spirit.

Hansen just looked at the changes in the elevator number, oblivious to the fawning beauties, and looked indifferent.

Jenna followed closely behind him. Looking at his serious appearance, Jenna couldn't help but laugh in her heart. Men were all like that. They still pretended to be indifferent when they met with the beauties. They pretended to be pure and innocent, but in fact, they were simply lustful beings driven by sexual desires.

"Mr. Richards, Young Master Wyld and the others are in the 'Green Ocean' private room. I'll take you there!" The young manager moved at the same pace and bowed, trying to please Hansen.

Hansen took out his mobile phone and waved his hand, "I'll book the whole venue today. Everyone on duty will be tipped one thousand dollars. Keep it on my tab," he calmly instructed the manager.