Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 320

Rayan pursed his thin lips slightly and asked lightly, "If you were to stay by my side, can you love me with your entire heart? Can you love me the way you loved him?"

"Rayan, I beg you, don't force me. Please believe that time will dull everything." It was hard for her to respond to such a request. Even she herself was lost. Norton had said previously that marriages that bloomed from true love were such a rare occurrence. Staying by each other's side and mutual love were two completely different things.

Absorbing the confusion on her face, Rayan smiled bitterly in his heart.

A woman loved a man with all her heart and she was even pregnant with his child. Even if she was really willing to stay by his side and marry him, her heart would never belong to him.

Of course, he understood this.

However, did he really need this kind of commitment and company?

They ate and chatted for a long time during this meal.

When the two of them walked out of the warm and luxurious private room, the evening lights were already lit. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Jenna took the initiative to support Rayan as they walked on the street.

The handsome man and the beautiful woman were by each other's side. Where the man was tall, sturdy and handsome, the woman was beautiful and adorable. On the street with flashing neon lights, the two supported each other and paced slowly, indulging in the cold wind. They were talking and laughing at the same time. The harmonious sight attracted passers- by to look at them from time to time.

Selflessly, Jenna supported him as they walked. She was worried about his wound and did not care about the eyes of passers-by at all.

Rayan had a deja vu, as if they had already known each other from their previous lives. However, they were all treading their own paths and could never find an intersection to meet again.

Like a cheetah zooming around the city avenues, the sturdy Hummer car swept across a gust of wind.

Hansen's expression was serene as he walked out of Richards Manor. He drove the car directly to the government hospital.

It was already morning.

On the seventh day of the month.

Giving up his time for recreation throughout the week, he could finally finish dealing with all the family affairs in Richards Manor.

He thought that he could provide Jenna with a satisfactory explanation.

The staff of the Richards Group would come back to work the next day after the holiday. Before work, he had to seize the chance to tell Jenna that he had already remedied the injustice against Javon and could finally present a satisfactory answer for her.

It was not until this moment that his eagerness was so palpable. It seemed that he could not afford to delay for even a moment.

He wanted to see his woman and his child. No one could take them away from him!

Hansen rushed over in a hurry, only to catch a glimpse of an empty ward. He did not see anything related to Rayan or Jenna in the ward. A bad feeling welled up in his heart. He hastily asked the nurse, "Miss, where is the patient in this ward?"

Over the past few days, he had been occupied with matters regarding Richards Manor. He never expected Rayan to leave the hospital so quickly with such a severe gunshot wound.

"Mr. Richards, the patient in this ward has already been discharged from the hospital last night." The nurse recognized Hansen and answered with an eager smile.

Discharged from the hospital? Hansen was perplexed!

"Has the patient recovered? Where did he go?" His face was full of urgency, his body pooling with cold sweat.

"The patient has not fully recovered. The doctor did not recommend him to leave the hospital either. However, he insisted on leaving the hospital. As for where he had gone, I'm sorry. I have no idea." The nurse saw that Hansen's face was a little horrifying and explained everything at once. Although the handsome man in front of her was stunning and rich, his temper was extraordinarily short. As soon as she answered his inquiry, she scurried away, not in the mood to admire his handsome face. She was afraid that he would take his anger out on her at any time.

Where did they go?

"D*mn woman. Where have you gone?" Hansen thought to himself.

In a haste, Hansen strode out and drove his car to Rayan's villa.

Along the way, he was plagued with an uneasy feeling. He had not seen her for a few days, and this woman did not even call him once.

Focusing all of her attention to take care of Rayan, she must have thrown Hansen to the back of her mind.

"Fine, just wait and see," Hansen thought.

"When I find you, I won't let you go."

"D*mn woman. How dare you disregard me? You even dared to say that the child in your womb is not mine. It couldn't be that my efforts to impregnate her was all in vain!"

"What a liar!"

Hansen kept replaying the scenarios of her taking care of Rayan in the hospital for so many days. His heart was exploding with bitter jealousy and it was not a good feeling at all.

The car soon stopped in front of the villa.

He rang the doorbell.

The butler ran out.

"Where's Rayan? Ask him to come out. I want to meet him," asked Hansen loudly.

The butler's heart sank as soon as he saw him. Good gracious, it was this man again. The butler thought nervously. It seemed that whenever he came, he'd never left with ease.

"Hello, sir. Our master is no longer at home," he replied politely with a smile.

Not at home? Hansen sneered coldly. To come up with such an excuse, the butler must have assumed he was a fool.

"Right now, tell him that I must bring my woman home today. Don't think that it'll be fine to hide her away. Tell him that if I don't take her away, I won't let go of him." Hansen asserted his will in a domineering manner. "You must know who I am, don't you?"

The butler's scalp tingled as he lamented agonizingly in his heart.

The man who could snatch a woman from Rayan must be difficult to deal with. Even though he didn't know who exactly this man was, he was well aware of that point.

"Well, sir, my master is really not at home. He has left A City and will not come back for the time being." He continued to answer with a miserable face.

What? He left A City? Hansen thought in shock.

The moment these words left the butler's mouth, Hansen almost fainted from shock!

"Where's Jenna? Is that woman in there?" He asked loudly with his heart in his throat. He gripped the door tightly.

When the butler heard Hansen's question, he thought for a moment and immediately shook his head.

"Sir, she's not inside either. They left last night," he said truthfully. He was unnerved by the gloomy expression on Hansen's face.

"Where have they gone?" roared Hansen angrily.

"I really don't know. Master never tells me his whereabouts." The butler's face was full of tears.

"They left A City together, didn't they?" Hansen felt his chest begin to heave heavily, as if it was about to burst out of his throat. His speech became labored.

"Should be. The only thing Mr. Whalen had told me when he left was that he wants me to keep an eye on the house, and that he'll go back to his hometown and won't come back for the time being." The butler thought for a while and explained further.

Hansen's hand held the iron door tightly. His knuckles turned crimson red.

"I don't believe you. You are lying to me." He gritted his teeth, not willing to leave this way.

The butler was helpless. He knew Hansen would not give up if he did not see it for himself. He had no choice but to open the door and said with a serious tone, "Sir, if you don't trust me, you can come in for a search. There is no one else in this villa except for me."

The butler said as he let Hansen in.

Hansen could not care much. He quickly marched towards the living room of the villa.

This was a villa built in the French style. It was very modern and was decked with French decor.

Hansen stormed from the bedroom to the living room, and then from the living room to the guest room. He even went to check in the bathroom.

There really was not a single person present.

Both the front and back rooms were also raided. There was not a single person in sight.

"Jenna, Jenna." He ran into Jenna's bedroom again. Not to mention seeing a person, even a single everyday item belonging to Jenna had yet to be found.

His mind rattled with thoughts.

Did Rayan whisk his Jenna away? Have they travelled to his hometown together? Would she ever come back?

From then on, she would never belong to him anymore, including his child.

At the thought of this, he felt as if his heart had been pierced by a sharp arrow. His whole body turned cold.

After a wild search, he confirmed that he really could not find them.

His face was pale. His stride was dejected. Like a frosted eggplant, he was unable to raise his head.

"Jenna, you are so cruel!" he shrieked in his heart.

"You clearly know that I love you and that you are pregnant with my child, but you followed another man and ran away."

"I'm telling you, I won't let you off just like that."

"You better not let me find you. If I find you, I won't let you go."

His mind went blank. His hands and feet grew cold.

He sat in the car.

Even after smoking two cigarettes, he could not calm down. Feeling numb, he drove the car away.

By the moat, the stream across the entire expanse of A City flowed as usual. He wound down the car window. A gust of the cold northern wind brushed across his face, steadily tugging him back to his senses.

"No, Jenna. Now that the truth has been revealed, why did you leave me?" He had a brief monologue in his mind.

In the past few days, the news media had been reporting on this matter. She should have known the truth about her father's death.

She should also know that Earl had been arrested and would no longer pose a threat.

Then, why did she want to leave?

After all, he was the child's father. Even if she had not thought for him, she should think for the child.

Did she leave with Rayan because the child in her womb was truly not his?

That thought brought out the hopelessness in him.

However, he was not willing to give up. He took his phone out.

He hastily ordered Alvin and John to search for Jenna and Rayan in the whole city with the members of Grand Eagles.

24 hours had passed.

John and Alvin's updates were that Rayan and Jenna had yet to be found.

Undoubtedly, they had really left A City!

With a sullen face, Hansen ordered Alvin to dispatch Grand Eagles to Rayan's country. No matter where they went, they had to find them. He wanted to know the outcome and to interrogate this cruel woman in person.

On the 8th, the newspapers were plastered with the scandal about Aria framing Jenna. The news about their wedding being called off was also reported.

Hansen was sitting alone in the office at the Richards Group building.

He thought, if Jenna was only worried that Earl would harm him and that he would marry Aria, then she would definitely come back to look for him after she caught wind of the news.

If the child in her womb was really his, it was impossible for her not to think for the child.

Thus, he waited and waited.

Half a month later, Alvin and John had rushed back from abroad. They shook their heads and informed him that their search had not yielded any result. They had even gone to Rayan's company, searching with both overt and covert means, but no one was found. The company's employees had also claimed that they had not seen Mr. Whalen for over half a year.

Hansen's last hope had been being shattered to pieces. He no longer had the energy to lift his spirits up.

Thinking of the memories between them, he felt like his heart had been slashed by a knife.

He did not have the energy to manage the company anymore. Every single day, he drank himself into oblivion, allowing the depression to take over his mind.

Gradually, rumors about him becoming dispirited started to fester. Even the media was shocked. There were all kinds of assumptions.