Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)
Chapter 386

A big hand stretched out from under the table and held one of her tiny hands, gently yet with such firmness. The soft and warm palm instantly brought warmth to her heart, calming her. She turned her head and met Hansen's gaze. At that moment, he was looking at her with so much affection, as if he could see the sadness deep down in her heart. He winked at her, sending his deep love to her.

Jenna's gloominess disappeared in an instant as her heart welled up with happiness.

"Come, eat this. It's your favourite," He picked up a piece of chicken amusingly and placed it on her plate as he said gently. He leaned closer to whisper in her ear, "Be happier, Jenna. Mom and Dad are here." It was as if the grey mist in her eyes was blown away by the breezy wind at once. She blinked her sparkling eyes and gave him a smile, a smile so warm and inviting, like the long-awaited summer sunlight. The night was quiet and peaceful.

After the rare reunion dinner, Trevor and Marissa returned to the hotel with Hansen accompanying

them.

When Jenna finished her work and returned to her bedroom, Sara was sitting on the bed and waiting for her.

"Mom, why haven't you slept?" Sitting down beside her, Jenna asked gently. She was not surprised when she saw Sara sitting on her bed. She knew what was going on in her mind.

"My silly daughter, do you think I can sleep?" She took her hand and sighed.

"Mom, you can't sleep because of their arrival, right?" With a smile, Jenna asked, though she knew the answer.

Sara looked at her and said reproachfully, "You really can't be kept at home. Look how happy you were at the sight of Hansen's parents. Can't you be more reserved? You're a woman." Jenna was taken aback for a moment. Her face turned slightly red.

Was she really that obvious? Or was it Sara who cared too much for her marriage and that no matter how she looked at her daughter, she felt that it was too bare-faced?

"Mom, then, what are your thoughts now?" She hung her head low and mumbled the question.

"Whatever my thoughts are, will you listen to me?" Sara looked at her and asked, keeping a straight face.

Jenna lifted her head to look at her, not understanding what she meant. From her expression earlier, she should have agreed, but her question seemed to be a little far-fetched.

"Mom, they've already given you the sincerity you requested, haven't they?" She whispered as she dropped her head.

"It seems that you are really impatient." Sara looked at her with disapproval and nudged her forehead with her finger. She sighed and continued, "You don't get me. Do you think I really wanted their sincerity? It's for your future. I'm afraid that their family will bully and look down on you. Now that things have come to this point, tell me, what I can do!"

Jenna raised her head, her eyes sparkling.

"Tell me, what's your plan now?" Sara looked at the vivid light in her eyes. She had already understood everything clearly. As a mother, how could she not understand her own daughter's thoughts? However, she still asked seriously.

She hoped that Jenna could say it out loud, so that she could understand what she herself really wanted.

Jenna lowered her head again and gave it some thought. Then, she looked up at her mother, saying firmly and decisively, "Mom, Hansen truly loves me, and I love him too. Since we truly love each other and he had already done everything he could for me, I have no reason not to go back with him. Hence, my choice is to bring Jerry with us. After we have been through all those hardships and tribulations, I believe that we will be happy from now on."

Her words were light, but her will was firm. In her eyes, there was only courage and frankness, as well as determination for love.

Sara looked at her face, deep in thought. After a long while, she patted the top of her head with her hand, sighing. "My child, since you have decided, then so be it. As a mother, I can only fulfill my duty by helping you fight for those things, but child, I want to tell you that being the wife of a wealthy family is never easy. You must be mentally prepared. No matter how much Hansen loves you, he is still a man. He will be frequently tempted. You should have enough patience, be as strong as a dandelion, and firmly hold onto the man's heart."

Jenna's eyes became teary.

Although Sara's words made her heart skip a beat, she was soon intoxicated by the happiness that was within her reach.

She could understand what her mother meant.

Wasn't it due to the fact that Hansen was not an ordinary man that caused her to lead such a hard life for all these years?

However, during these past few years, the hardships they overcame were not something an ordinary couple could go through. She believed in both Hansen and their love, their bond. Not to mention that Jerry also needed a father and a complete home.

She really had no choice but to go on.

She had to bet on it again. She believed in her instincts!

"Mom, don't worry. Thank you for reminding me. I know what to do." Jenna's face was flushed, making her look energetic. At that moment, true happiness from love was written all over her face. It was so vivid, so beautiful, making her look so happy. It was as if she was still that young woman who had just gotten married with a shy blush and the yearning for beautiful love by marrying the man she loved.

It was just that...

Sara thought of the encounters that had happened to her in the past few years. The loving smile on her face gradually froze. An inexplicable worry pervaded her mind.

In the end, a woman still needed love and a man she loved to take care of her. Not to mention that her daughter was still fragile, deep down in her heart.

At the thought of that, Sara sighed. She could no longer bear to say anything else to discourage her from pursuing her happiness.

"Mom, why don't you come and stay with me in Richards Manor? That way, I can take care of you, and be less worried." She took Sara's hand and asked, smiling cheekily. Sara smiled, stroked the top of her head and said, "My child, it's not like I don't have a place to live. Why do I have to stay in Richards Manor?"

"Mom, I just want to live with you." Jenna buried her head in Sara's shoulder and whined, with her heart full of sadness.

"Look at you. You've already forgotten what I just said to you." Sara hugged her daughter lovingly and caressed her hair. The look on her daughter's face really made her sad.

"My child, no matter when, you always have to stay calm and clear-headed, and look at problems thoroughly." She sighed and said in a rational and solemn manner, "Do you know that in A City, how many men from rich and powerful families have a family outside of their home? How many men have mistresses? In any case, a man can only have one wife. There are so many celebrities out there who are far more beautiful than the wives, but the men dare not take them home, and certainly won't bring them to public attention. At most, only rumors and gossip can be spread. Why? That is because the family of the wife has power and dignity, and they need to marry their wives for the sake of themselves. Men are not willing to cause any trouble between themselves and their wives, and they are even more unwilling to offend their wives' families. That's why such things happen."

Sara's words cleared Jenna's head at once. She sat there in a daze, lost in her thought.

Such a phenomenon was very common. In Hannah's cafeteria, there were so many rich sons and daughters. If you were to randomly pick one of them out at random, that person might be an illegitimate child of a rich and powerful man. Looking at them living a glamorous life, who would understand the bitterness they were feeling?

"Child, don't worry too much. I was just telling you that such a phenomenon exists. Therefore, we, as women, can never lose ourselves. It's true that we always have to be prepared." Sara couldn't bear to see Jenna's distressed face. She hurriedly comforted her. "My only purpose of telling you this is to remind you to pay more attention to your words and actions. Don't be hot-headed and do things that would hurt yourself. As for others, don't give them too much thought."

As she was speaking, she pulled Jenna close in her embrace again and patted her on the shoulder. "Jenna, I'm your only family left. I have no power and I am disabled. How can I move into Richards Manor and bring shame on you? Besides, Heartfly Community is my home. It's the home of your father and myself. That is where I will be going. Plus, I have Bailey to take care of me. Don't worry, my silly daughter." "Mom." Jenna suddenly felt a huge lump in her throat. She hugged Sara tightly and said, "I'm sorry, Mom. I didn't make you happy."

"Silly child, how can you say that? Do you know what I'm most proud of? It's you." Sara said emotionally, "Since young, you're the apple of my eye. You're smart, gorgeous, and well-behaved. Not only are you beautiful, but you're also sensible. Many neighbours praised you. That day, when I saw your car design everywhere on the news and in magazines, do you know how happy I was? With such an excellent daughter, what else could I ask for?"

Sara's eyes were filled with tears. She looked happy and proud. She was really grateful to have a daughter like her. Didn't Hansen see the value of her daughter? Otherwise, he would not come after her. She believed that after so many hardships, he would cherish her daughter.

The mother and daughter duo embraced each other, talking endlessly about family love and mutual understanding.

Hansen accompanied Trevor to the hotel. Marissa had Jerry's pee all over her body. Once she entered the room, she went straight to the bathroom to change into new clothes.

"Dad, Mom, why are you here?" Hansen thought about them coming without telling him beforehand.

He found it strange.

"You still dare to ask? If it wasn't for us coming over, would you be able to bring your woman and child home successfully?" Trevor glared at him. "You didn't even tell me that you have a son. If Lomen had not found out about it, did you plan not to let us know?"

Upon hearing that, Hansen smiled embarrassedly. He was actually grateful for his father's blame. He had been worrying about how he should persuade Sara. When Trevor and Marissa came, Sara immediately stopped making things difficult for him, for the sake of his parents. Earlier that night, she stopped giving him the cold shoulder. She didn't even object when he called her, "Mom".