"Rayan, your fiancee is not feeling well. She's seasick," Hansen came out of the cabin and stood behind them. The sea breeze blew his black hair to his forehead. His eyes were bright and his face was full of "concern". Jenna glanced at him and said, "Brother Rayan, why don't you check on Miss Smith first? It's very uncomfortable to experience seasickness."
Just when she didn't know how to answer him, Hansen came out. Perhaps that was good as she could avoid the topic for the time being.
Upon hearing that, Rayan turned around and said with a faint smile, "Mr. Richards, I only think of Hilda as my little sister. I will naturally care for her if she's not feeling well. However, there are some things that I will not give up easily."
Saying that, he clenched his red wine glass, and gave a smile. He drank the wine and walked away.
Hansen's eyebrows were furrowed. How could he not understand the message that Rayan sent out? He was very displeased. He initially wanted to have fun for the next few days and reward Jenna for her hard work. However, he did not expect that everything would be messed up.
"You're really scheming," Hansen sneered at Jenna after Rayan left.
"Please don't say that. I am nothing compared to you," Jenna almost scoffed out. He had repeatedly tried to humiliate her. Did he ever consider her feelings? She also had dignity. She had thought that he would be kind enough to let her enjoy herself for a few days, but it seemed that he was totally using the opportunity to humiliate her.
Her patience had worn out. There was really no need to submit to his wishes, which would only make him more rampant.
At that point, she did not want to talk to him anymore. She glanced at him indifferently, turned around, and wanted to follow Rayan back into the cabin.
"What do you mean?" Hansen was flustered with rage. He grabbed her arm and asked, gnashing his teeth. His face was as dark as rain clouds.
Jenna ignored his furious expression and said disdainfully, "You know what's in your mind. Why are you putting on a show?"
"Woman, listen to me. I didn't mean to invite Hilda at all. I didn't know she would come, nor did I expect that Gina would bring her here. This time, I meant to just take you for a good time. Believe it or not, I'm not as despicable as you think," Hansen's expression was dark.
"Really? I guess I should thank you then," Jenna's eyes were full of mockery as she said sarcastically. She shook off his hand, glanced at him and turned away.
She would not take his words for it as she thought she was being set up by Hansen. How could there be such a coincidence in the world? She was sure that he was planning on how to humiliate her after that. With her previous experiences, she would never be stupid enough to believe him again.
Hansen was exasperated as he had never felt like that vexed before. In Jenna's eyes, his kindness had turned into malice and she had no intention of believing in him at all. They had become like that!
"Every person going to the island can only bring two sets of clothes, two knives, a signal flare, and a survival pack. We'll set off from the trail in front and come back here three days later," the staff on the island were explaining seriously. "This expedition is couples-based. A man will be paired with a woman. It will be a test of tacit understanding, cooperation and whether the two are on the same page. The winners will be awarded a mystery gift."
"Okay, no problem," Chester was eager to try. He was confident that he and his wife, who had been with him through thick and thin, would have no problem accomplishing such a task.
Frederic and David didn't say much. After all, both had rather conspicuous relationships with their wives.
However, things didn't go as expected with Hansen and Rayan. Initially, if Rayan hadn't come, Hansen would certainly be paired with Jenna. However, after Rayan came, the tables turned.
Rayan publicly declared that Hilda was only his little sister. As soon as he said that, Hilda's face was gloomy and she kept quiet. She stood there with a bleak face. Hansen had a smirk on his face, looking inscrutable.
If that was the case, then who should they be paired with?
Everyone was standing there, staring at them, and their faces were full of playful expressions.
"Who are you going to pair up with?" Frederic scratched his head and asked.
"Get lost," Hansen's sharp eyes glanced at him, full of arrogance.
Frederic stirred up the trouble and smiled evilly.
He had long been used to Hansen's yelling so of course he wouldn't mind. But as far as he was concerned, he had seen Hansen get angry many times and yet this was the first time he seemed so vexed. He thought to himself "Hansen, you are going to get your comeuppance these days!"
"Mr. Richards, how do you think we should be paired up?" Rayan asked Hansen politely.
"Is there even a need to ask? You should be paired with whoever invited you here!" Hansen replied grumpily.
"But I don't think so," Rayan had a smile on his face, as if he was deliberately competing with Hansen and he was not modest at all. He continued, "The other people's pairing definitely made sense. However, the four of us are currently single and have the right to choose. Shouldn't we choose our pairings willingly? Why don't we ask about the ladies' wishes?"
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