Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 31

"Madman, what are you doing?" Jenna forgot about her sadness, her whole face went pale and she tried to stop him.

Hansen had no expression on his face. His eyes were fixed to the front, and the Hummer was racing at a high speed.

After a while, the car arrived at a suburb. Jenna looked outside.

She saw a large number of abandoned vehicles piled up against the wall, with a sign saying 'Vehicle Administrative Services'. She immediately understood.

He had brought her here to find her car.

"Go and look for it yourself. If you find it, just drive it away. I will call them to let them know," Hansen stopped the car and said angrily to Jenna.

Jenna was ecstatic, her tearful face showed a pure and lovely smile as though a little girl just received her favorite doll.

She rushed down and could not wait to get inside.

Hansen looked at her in astonishment as she ran out of the car. He had a strange feeling in his heart. It became increasingly hard to understand this woman. It didn't look like she was acting on purpose, but she indeed made him to give her a check that could buy ten of those cheap, broken cars. He shook his head. This woman really puzzled him!

Soon, Jenna drove the Beetle out slowly.

Hansen touched his forehead with his hand and a sinister look appeared in his eyes. He opened the door and walked out.

"Mr. Richards, I'll head home first," Jenna rolled down the window and greeted Hansen, who was standing next to his car, with a smile on her face.

Hansen's face was dark, and one of his hands quickly reached out to grab her arm.

"Get down," he ordered in a deep voice.

"Ah!" Jenna was shocked. Before she could understand what was going on, she saw Mike, the driver for the Richards family, standing outside politely.

What was happening?

Jenna was still in a daze. Hansen reached out his other hand, unlocked the door from inside, and pulling Jenna down like a baby chick.

Mike, the driver, got in her car quickly, fastened the seat belt, stepped on the accelerator, and drove the Beetle away.

"Hansen, what do you mean by this?" Jenna was so shocked that she couldn't speak coherently, so she yelled at Hansen angrily.

"I'm going to keep the car for you first," Hansen said, "From today until the day you complete the car design, you can't leave my sight." His fair fingers lifted her chin lightly. He lowered his head, and looked into her eyes with an evil smile on his face. He said word by word, charming and overbearing, "From now on, you are going to eat and sleep with me. I'll supervise you personally. I can't trust you completely."

She must have heard it wrong; it must have been her hallucination. Jenna shook her head in disbelief.

However, Hansen ignored her and took her by the arm and walked toward his car.

No, she did not hear it wrongly. She was being controlled by him and he was restraining her personal freedom!

Was there no law in the world now?

How could he do that!

She was about to spew her words of resistance.

However, he stood in front of her with a dark look on his face and exhaled a hot breath.

"Don't think that I'm a fool. You came to my company to work as the head of design just so you can get a hold of the company's secret, and then hook up with Rayan behind my back. Who would believe you? Who knows if you're a spy he sent? Don't think that I'm so easy to fool. For a shameless woman like you, I need to exercise extra caution. From now on, you can only belong to me. I will only feel safe if I do this."

When he said this, Hansen did not feel like he was being too much. Then he saw her biting her lips and trembling with anger, her face was as red as rouge. She opened her mouth but could not make a sound. Then he smiled softly and said in her ear, "Don't feel too bad. I know this kind of woman like you. If I trusted in a flirty woman like you, that would be a joke. It wasn't luck that got Richards Group to where it is today!. You better not fool around, and don't try to play any tricks."

As soon as Hansen said this, his face suddenly became icy, and his eyes were gloomy.

With little strength, he lifted Jenna up and walked to the Hummer. He reached out to take out a stack of papers from the seat and said in a tone of command, "Sign it."

Jenna was completely stunned. She didn't know what had happened. Suddenly, he grabbed her hand so tightly that she couldn't get rid of it but could only follow him. She saw the word 'Contract' on the paper and immediately had a bad feeling.

She struggled with all her might and opened her mouth to shout.

His hot lips immediately sealed her red lips, biting on it, tossing and turning, and then sticking them together perfectly, stopping her from making a sound again.

He occupied her every breath, and she struggled to breathe.

Hansen held the back of her head with one strong hand, continued to bite her lips, and grabbed her little hand with his other hand.

Jenna felt he's holding his finger and then placed some wet liquid on it. But her brain went blank. Soon she felt his hot palm grabbing her index finger and it was forced to press down hard on a piece of paper.

Her fingerprint!

At this moment, she was so angry that she almost fainted. She was almost unconscious and she fell down softly.

Hansen let go of her lips, breathed a sigh of relief, then he stuck his lips on hers again. Suddenly, Jenna felt that there was some fresh air in her lungs and she gradually regained her consciousness.

She opened her eyes. Hansen had a proud and bright smile on his face. There was a loud noise in her mind. She pushed him away and hurriedly looked at the car seat.

The fingerprint of her index finger was right on the contract, glaring in a blood-red color.

She was so shocked that she picked up the contract and looked at it with widened eyes. It turned out to be an employment contract for Richards Group.

Having her fingerprint on the contract meant that she had signed the contract.

All of these, done in one breath, and all done within the duration of his forceful kiss. He did not want to get her approval at all!

Jenna was totally pissed off.

And that d*mn b*stard was standing in front of her, smiling complacently, as if he was still enjoying that kiss!

Jenna finally learned that there was such a scoundrel, such an unreasonable person existed in this world. She thought she had gone crazy.

She threw herself at Hansen and tried her best to snatch it.

Even if she died, and even if she couldn't beat him, she wanted to bite him at least. He should know that being bullied did not feel good.

Hansen was in a good mood, so he didn't expect Jenna to pounce on him like this. She scratched him on the neck and he became very irritated.

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He grabbed her hands, threw her on the back seat, and pressed himself on top of her. He warned her fiercely, "Woman, if you struggle again, be careful of what I'm going to do. If you stay put, all this wouldn't have to be so bad."

Jenna was so frightened by his words that she did not dare to move.

This guy could do whatever he wanted. His body temperature felt incredibly hot at the moment, Jenna knew the consequences if she reacted wrongly, so she just stayed put.

A smug smile appeared on Hansen's face. He stood up and looked at Jenna from head to toe with his good looking eyes. He said plainly, "For a woman like you, even if you were given to me, I can't even bother to care. Don't worry, as long as you're obedient, I'll make sure you're safe."

He closed the door and started the car. The car growled and headed towards downtown.

Beast, demon!

Jenna laid on the back seat. She wanted to cry but she had no tears. Right up till then, she admired Hannah very much.

Thinking of Hannah's analysis of Hansen and her advice, she felt that Hannah was extremely profound!

She was digging her own grave. She couldn't blame anyone else!

Jenna was completely defeated in this battle of forces!

At the Collier Manor!

Jenna laid on the sofa and didn't say anything.

She was completely different now! According to the terms of the contract, she had essentially sold herself!

Unless Hansen let her go, or when Richards Group no longer needed her design, only then could she leave the group.

This was her sadness, the sorrow she beckoned on her own.

Hansen was sitting lazily on the sofa with a triumphant smile on his face, holding the newspaper and reading it with satisfaction.

His slender legs were crossed, and he looked at the woman beside him from time to time with a satisfied and pleasant smile on his face.

Jenna was lying on the sofa in a light green skirt, motionless, like a lifeless doll.

All her clothes were specially made by him, which were conservative and modest.

Hansen didn't like her off- shoulder and low cut clothes, he thought that only in this way could she be slightly restrained and looked less flirtatious. The light green color of her skirt made her look like the grass that had just grown through the soil in spring, so delicate that she needed protection.

The light red suit on her body was bright but not harsh on eyes, she wouldn't look so cool with it, which made him feel some warmth! The skirt's hem was just right and wasn't lower than her knees. Otherwise, it would be like a butterfly flying into a garden, one wrong move, and the bees would come circling the whole day, disgusting!

The warm light shone on the golden and splendid living room. It was warm and quiet. Hansen suddenly felt peaceful and satisfied. It was a feeling that he had never felt before.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly. He took out his work notebook and sat calmly on the sofa with his legs crossed, looking elegant and calm.

The keyboard was placed on his lap and his slender fingers were typing on it. He was working hard, but he was in a very good mood and soon got into the flow. He finished all the work that was piled up for a few days in just a moment, he was extremely efficient.

Jenna was lying on the sofa.

She did not cry or make a fuss.

She looked quietly at the man beside her.

Hansen's whole body and mind sank into his work. His thick sword-shaped eyebrows stretched, and a charming smile appeared on his beautiful side face from time to time. His strong body, porcelain- like skin, and handsome face were transmitting a kind of charm.

Jenna gradually became confused. Wasn't this what she always wanted? She once longed for this kind of warm and quiet scene. In the year when she slept alone. Every night, she was eager to see him, hoping that his tall and majestic figure would come back to accompany her.

Even if she could only sat there quietly with him, she felt at ease.