On Friday morning, Hansen woke up early.
On that day, he was going to bring his wife, whom he had lost previously, to see the President of Srirano. They were going to make an appearance together on international TV news.
Despite Jenna’s unwillingness to go, Hansen grabbed her hand and dragged her into the car.
The meeting time had taken only less than half an hour, as it was very brief. In the midst of her daze, Hansen held Jenna’s hand as they walked out.
Just as they crossed the entrance, Jenna was about to shake his hand off.
“Look, there are a lot of reporters outside.” Facing the swarm of media reporters, Jenna was really not used to this environment, and she could not wait to find a hole to sneak into.
With a smile on his face, Hansen kept his eyes straight. Not only didn’t he avoid the reporters, but he also held her waist with his other hand and cooperated with them, posing for pictures.
This guy was born to be an actor, so he was very used to showing off in front of the media.
“Thank you. Here, take a photo of my wife and me. Make sure we come out looking great. Otherwise, you may just lose your bread and butter.” He beamed, with his passive-aggressive statements rolling off his tongue.
When the media saw them approaching, they rushed up to pick up the cameras in their hands. Flashing lights filled their vision soon after.
“Hansen, did you do this on purpose?” Jenna glared at him as she was being dragged away.
With a cheeky smile on his face, Hansen whispered in her ear, “My dear wife, the reporters are also at work. Everyone hasn’t got it easy. Just cooperate with them and smile, okay?”
Jenna really couldn’t do anything. Facing the never-ending flashes of lights, she had cooperated with him and revealed a reserved smile, not wanting the pictures to turn out too bad.
With a joyful smile on his face, Hansen casually fielded a few questions from the reporters before leaving the scene, escorted by Alvin and his bodyguards.
With this, Jenna’s identity had finally been restored.
She was the spouse of Hansen Richards, as well as one of the world’s famous car designers. The news of her working together with Melvin for an upcoming project spread like wildfire.
Yintern Group had become a shining star, and its popularity had been greatly improved.
It could be imagined that this car show would be successful.
Of course, Hansen was behind all of this.
He had said before that he wanted to help his wife repay Steffan’s kindness for saving her life. At the same time, he was extremely disgusted with Steffan’s feelings. However, he also restrained his negative emotions and chose to help him.
Inside the Richards Manor.
“Trevor, have you seen the news? Jenna is still alive.” Marissa rushed into Trevor’s study like a gust of wind.
Trevor removed his spectacles and raised his head. His face was filled with light.
“Hansen’s persistence is right. Jenna is in fact not dead.” Truth be told, he had already seen the news. He was waiting for Hansen to call him to break the news, but unfortunately, Hansen had not called him once. He had been wondering if there was a problem.
He still knew his son. If things went well, then he would have called to tell them the good news. However, he hadn’t heard about them until they appeared in the news media. It was a bit unusual.
“It’s good news that Jenna is not dead. Hansen can look forward to a bright future.” Marissa smiled happily. “It seems that our Richards family will be blessed soon.”
Trevor did not say anything. Blessings and happiness had arrived. He understood what Marissa meant. She was talking about the child in Jenna’s belly.
She looked up slightly, and the light in her eyes was as deep as the blue sky and white clouds.
“I should go and see her,” Marissa said and went down.
“Come back.” Trevor stopped her and raised his sword-shaped eyebrows. “Let the children solve their own problems by themselves. Don’t get yourself into trouble.”
Dissatisfied, Marissa said coldly, “I just want to see my grandson. Alas, Jenna gave birth to my grandson alone. She must have struggled a lot. I’m going to comfort her.”
Trevor’s expression became more grave. Marissa was direct and outspoken, always speaking her thoughts, but Trevor’s way of thinking was more complex.
The world really knew how to play with strings of fate.
Jenna hadn’t died. This matter was mysterious enough. Then, what about the child in her belly…
Marissa came downstairs with a smile on her face. She was in a good mood.
As soon as she stood in the living room and asked Larry to help her pack her things, Jaqueline’s crisp voice floated in. “Aunt Marissa.”
Marissa turned around and returned the greeting. She couldn’t help but to feel awkward, her gaze nervously darting around.
Now that Jenna was not dead, Hansen must want his wife back. Then, Jaqueline…
“Aunt Marissa, are you going far away?” Seeing that Larry was helping her clean up, a trace of confusion flashed in Jaqueline’s eyes and she asked, clueless.
That morning, she had been enjoying her beauty therapy, so she hadn’t paid attention to the news.
“Yes, child, come here.” After Marissa thought for a moment, she nodded and beckoned for Jaqueline.
“Jaqueline, thank you for accompanying me this year. I remember all your kindness. But the thing is, Jenna has been found, and she is not dead. She’s with Hansen in Srirano, as a couple. I miss my grandson. I want to visit Jenna and their child. To be honest, Jenna has suffered a lot this year. It can’t be easy.” Marissa took Jaqueline’s hand and sat down on the couch. She sighed. When she said the last sentence, her eyes were full of tears.
She knew what Jaqueline was thinking, but Marissa loved her son too. Seeing that Jenna was not dead, every possibility between Jaqueline and Hansen had been stamped out. Therefore, she took the initiative to say it, so that she could find another way out.
“Aunt Marissa, are you saying that Jenna didn’t die?” Jaqueline was extremely surprised. It was indeed the first time that she had heard of such a bizarre occurrence.
“Yes, child, Jenna is still alive.” Marissa smiled and nodded with elation in her eyes.
After a long while, Jaqueline finally closed her mouth and forced herself to accept the fact.
Unexpectedly, Jenna hadn’t died.
She was her cousin. Shouldn’t she be happy for her?
But why did she have a strange feeling seeping deep down in her heart? It even tasted a little bitter.
“Jenna is not dead. That’s a good thing. Jenna is beautiful, kind, and talented. She didn’t deserve to die. She deserves happiness,” Jaqueline muttered and could not sit still any longer.
“Yes, yes, Jenna deserves happiness.” Marissa was happy to hear Jaqueline being the first to bring it up, so she quickly went along.
“Aunt Marissa, are you going soon?” After a while, she brushed away the embarrassment on her face and asked Marissa.
“Well, I want to see her and my grandson.” Marissa smiled, completely immersed in rhapsodies of delight.
“Then, please say hello to Jenna for me. Congratulate her in my stead. Please inform her that I will surely visit when I have time,” she said seriously in spite of her forced smile.