Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 777

"Steffan, there's no need to see me off. It's very late. You should head home early." Jenna really wasn't used to the cold weather. She was chilled to the bone. As the cold wind swept over her, she felt as if her whole body was encased in a block of ice. Even her voice was trembling as she spoke.

Steffan was about to take off his coat and give it to Jenna, but after saying those words, she ran quickly into the dormitory.

It was just too cold!

She couldn't bear it anymore, not even for another minute.

Steffan stood rooted to the spot, sighing heavily as he looked at her retreating back. After a while, he returned to his car and left.

"Mr. Richards, are you sure you want to go up and visit Madam at this late hour?" Alvin had observed that Jenna seemed to be in a hurry and it was already very late at night. Although Steffan and the paparazzi had left, he felt that Jenna must be exhausted by now.

However, Hansen raised his eyebrows sharply. "Why not? I found my wife, so why shouldn't I go up and meet her?"

Alvin had never been in love, so how could he know the pain of lovesickness? How could he understand the excitement of seeing one's lover?

Hansen had a gut feeling that if he didn't meet her today, he might not be able to meet her tomorrow either.

This same thing had happened several times. He had experienced the same feeling when he was in Fisher Town and Wullen Town. It made him anxious and jumpy.

How much longer did he have to keep on searching and snooping around?

They had lost too much precious time.

He couldn't afford to play such a game. He had to seize this one chance at happiness.

He opened the car door, braved the cold wind, and went into the dormitory.

When Jenna returned to her dormitory room, she felt even colder. She hurriedly took off her dress and put on some thick pajamas. After quickly washing her face and brushing her teeth, she climbed into bed and covered herself with a quilt.

For some reason, she felt an uneasiness in the air and a sense of longing deep in her heart that seemed as if it was about to burst out. The feeling surprised her and she didn't dare to turn off the lights. She turned on the lamp on the bedside table and proceeded to stare blankly at the pink curtain.

After a while, she heard footsteps.

The footsteps were fast and heavy.

She lived on the right side of the dormitory. This side of the building housed all the single-person rooms, and those who stayed there were all female employees. The footsteps didn't sound like that of a female.

Her heart began to pound, and for some reason, she was a little nervous.

It was obvious that the footsteps had stopped in front of her door.

In Srirano, she only knew one man, and that man was Steffan. However, Steffan had just left. He wouldn't have returned, right?

As she had anticipated, there came a knock on the door.

"Jenna, Jenna, open the door." It was an attractive male voice, but it was obviously mixed with uncontrollable excitement, as if there was a burning heat and yearning in it.

Jenna became nervous.

She didn't recognize the man's voice. He must have found the wrong person. At this thought, she called out, fully alert.

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

"Jenna, Jenna, it's me, Hansen Richards." Hansen heard Jenna's voice from the other side of the door and became unusually excited.

"Hansen." With the quilt still wrapped tightly around her, Jenna sat up in her bed. She whispered the name to herself. It felt vaguely familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before.

"Mr. Richards, who exactly are you looking for?" She raised her voice, feeling a little afraid. The man outside seemed like he was barely able to restrain himself from breaking into the room. The door shook as he knocked on it over and over again.

"Jenna, I've been searching for you. I never believed that you were dead, and now, I've found you." Alvin told him that Jenna didn't remember anything from the past, but Hansen believed that Jenna would recognize him, so he said, "Jenna, open the door first. Let's speak face to face."

Upon hearing this, Jenna became even more terrified. According to the man's tone, he must have been desperately searching for someone, so desperate that he came to the door of another woman in the middle of the night and started acting absurdly.

But his words were full of affection and urgency, even passion. It sounded like he was looking for a woman he deeply loved.