Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)
Chapter 398

After pacing the room, Jenna called Hansen.

She dialed for a long time, but no one answered. When she dialed again, someone finally answered the phone. A charming female voice came from the other end of the line, and there seemed to be a lot of laughter in the background.

"Hello, who is this? Mr. Richards has gone to the toilet. Please call again later." The woman's voice was seductive and she sounded lewd to Jenna.

Jenna's face turned pale and her heart started throbbing.

She thought for a moment after hanging up the phone, grabbed the keys, and headed out.

She was now the mistress of Richards Manor. She made a phone call and an electric car came to pick her up at once.

The driver had gone to the garage to pick up the car for her. It was right next to the electric car. She hopped in her Lamborghini and searched for Paradise House via navigation tools.

It was in a wealthy area of A City, the most affluent place. The people who lived there were either rich or noble. The people who ran Paradise House were not from Richards Group, but Jenna could imagine tha they were by no means simple.

As soon as she entered the pub, she was stopped by a security guard.

She raised her chin and said in a cold voice with a solemn face, "I came to find my husband, Mr. Hansen."

When the security guard heard Hansen's name, he turned to look at her.

Wow, Hansen's wife was here.

He didn't know if she was here to catch her husband or to cause trouble, but he didn't dare to stop her. He could only let her pass. He didn't have the guts to offend Hansen's wife.

Jenna walked into the dark pub. The smell of various colognes made her uncomfortable. She would not have come to such a place if it wasn't to look for Hansen.

After enquiring at the front desk, she went straight to the VIP room on the third floor.

The VIP room was in a dark corner, surrounded by green plants. It was separated from the other private rooms, and there were guards at the door.

As soon as Jenna approached, a fierce-looking security guard stopped her and asked, "Miss, may I know who you are looking for?"

Jenna sneered. She looked up and saw that the door of the VIP room was not closed entirely. She could faintly hear the sound of a woman's laughter whom she had heard talking on the phone. There was laughter mixed with Hansen's voice. The atmosphere was fun and enthusiastic.

As expected, he was here, and Jenna's heart was instantly filled with mixed feelings.

"I'm here to see my husband." Her voice was loud. Her head was slightly raised as she looked coldly at the security guard.

"Who is your husband, please?" The security guard saw that she was full of confidence, elegant, and looked noble from head to toe. She was different from the ladies at the pub. He knew that this woman's background was not simple. So, his voice became more polite.

"My husband is Hansen." She raised her voice in pitch and volume.

The flirting and laughter of the women in the room seemed to have dwindled. Jenna was furious. Hansen actually dared to show up at a pub to play with the ladies behind her back. Was he so s*xually frustrated? Immediately, her face turned red from anger!

Hansen had just gone to the washroom. Thus, he did not hear the phone call from Jenna. Since Jenna did not make a sound throughout the call, Finny did not tell him about it. Hence, he did not expect Jenna to come looking for him.

He was smoking at that time because Frederic kept encouraging him to do so. In fact, he had already quit smoking, and it was his first time smoking that day. When he heard the voice outside, he froze and his hands trembled.

"Sh*t, this woman has come all the way here." He thought to himself.

The panic instantly spread from the bottom of his heart, and even his face fell. His mouth loosened and the cigarette fell on his trouser pocket. In an instant, the cigarette butt burned his trouser pocket, leaving a big hole. It made him jump and his chair fell. Finny, who was beside him, squealed as Hansen pushed her aside.

Then, he steadied himself.

Jenna walked in wearing a light green, tight-fitting dress with exquisite makeup, and delicate eyebrows, she furrowed slightly.

Her beautiful eyes scanned the entire room. However, she didn't even look Hansen straight in the eye.

"Jenna, hello," Frederic, Chester, and David recovered from the shock and greeted her in unison.

"Hello, everyone." She smiled gracefully and greeted them. She ignored the strangeness and amusement in their eyes. "It turns out that you are all playing cards here. Not bad. There are beauties to accompany you guys."

With a clear and melodious laugh, she raised her chin. Only then did her gaze fall on Hansen's eyes, which had been avoiding hers. She looked him up and down and her eyes swept across his pants. Mockery flashed briefly in her eyes.

"Go on, go on. Hansen, I'll wait for you here."

After finishing her words, she gracefully sat down on the beige sofa beside her, looking like a lady. She folded her hands and put them on her knees. She looked decent, but her eyes were flickering while she smiled. Her imposing manner pierced through the air.

She didn't look at anyone specifically, but everyone felt as if there was a sharp arrow stabbing their backs.

It wasn't until this moment that Hansen regained his senses.

Everyone in the room began to behave themselves. They drew out their restless hands from the ladies. Their faces were filled with awkwardness. However, when they saw the nervous and fearful look on Hansen's face, they had a hard time containing their laughter.

It turned out that Mr. Richards was really afraid of his wife. They finally witnessed it that day.

There was indeed a woman in this world who could make Mr. Richards act obediently. This was astounding!

Hansen stood there, stunned. He glanced at his friends who were looking at him. Not only was there ridicule in their eyes but there was even a trace of pity in them!

"Sh*t, what kind of look are those guys giving me?" He thought.

"Honey, you've come to join me. Well then, sit down and wait. We'll play for a while longer." Mr. Richards said to everyone in the room suddenly. After that, he took the lead to sit down.

Everyone cast a skeptical gaze on him. They wanted to leave, but they were in high spirits. Jenna didn't say anything anyway and was just sitting there. Since Mr. Richards had spoken, they decided to continue playing. Not to mention that they hadn't won any money yet.

Soon, the game began.

Finny was still sitting next to Hansen.

Jenna just sat there quietly and looked at them. She looked at them one by one with indifferent eyes from time to time.

The atmosphere was a little strange.

Not long after, they all felt as if they were sitting on the pins and needles. Their interest in playing cards quickly dissipated, and they couldn't go on.

"Uhh, Mr. Richards, it's getting late. Your wife is still waiting by the side. Let's leave it at this."

"That's right. It's getting late. Let's go."

"We still have something else to do, Mr. Richards. Since Mrs. Richards is here, you'd better accompany her."

They suggested dejectedly.

The cards Hansen was holding on to felt a little slippery and sticky.

"F*ck, am I scared out of my wits?" He thought.

He caught a glimpse of Jenna's indifferent smile from the corner of his eyes. The smile was cold no matter how he looked at it. Besides, she didn't even bother to look at him.

After knowing her for so many years, he naturally knew that at this moment, she was filled with dissatisfaction within. In other words, she was unhappy.

"Well, since you guys don't want to play, then forget it. Don't say that I'm the one who refuses to play the next time." He threw the cards in front of him and said pretentiously, "Boring."

After that, he stood up, walked over to Jenna and sat down beside her. He put his arm around her shoulder and said, "Honey, you really love me."

He knew that she was angry, but he still chose to be thick-skinned.

When he heard her boldly saying, "My husband is Hansen", he was delighted. It was only at that moment he felt that he truly had her. They had been married for a year, but it was only until she said that, the feeling of wholesomeness and that they were connected imprinted in his heart.

If it weren't for the fact that he had to put on airs in front of his friends, he would have gone home with her a long time ago.

In fact, he didn't like this kind of engagement, especially after marrying her. He didn't like to play with these men who only knew how to take advantage of him, but he was a man, and sometimes he had to play along.

"Jenna, we're sorry. We called Hansen out today. Please be lenient to him." Everyone knew that Hansen would suffer later that night. Thus, they all covered their smiles and asked Jenna for mercy for him. Unexpectedly, Jenna smiled faintly and said to Hansen, "Hansen, there are still guests here. Why don't you introduce them to me?"

Upon hearing Jenna's words, Hansen was stunned for a moment. He immediately understood who she was referring to.

"Yes, Jenna. Let me introduce you." He helped Jenna to her feet and walked in front of Honold. In a soft voice, he said, "This is Mr. Garver's son, Honold Garver. You know the other three." "Hello, Mr. Garver, I've heard a lot about you." Jenna smiled and took the initiative to reach out her hand to him politely.

"Hello, Mrs. Richards." Honold also stood up at the right time. Jenna's smiling face, which was like the spring breeze, made him feel a force of oppression. Moreover, this woman was really beautiful and had a graceful temperament. Naturally, he became nicer, smiling with a hint of praise.

"I'm sorry for disrupting your mood. I'll invite you guys to have fun some other time. It's a little late now, Hansen and I will make a move first." Jenna smiled and glanced at everyone with her almond-shaped eyes. Her elegant look had an overwhelming manner, causing a forced smile to appear on their faces. "Okay, Jenna, goodbye. See you."

She turned around and walked outside. She was calm, secure, and confident. The hemline of her skirt drew an arc, which made her slim figure look

slimmer.

Hansen followed her out.