Getting My Ex-wife Back

“If you dare to put a finger on them, I will call the police immediately.” Upstairs, Jenna had already picked up her phone.

“Call the police?” Marissa mocked. “You can try that. Let’s see if the police can get past the front gate of Richards Manor.”

When Marissa said this, her face was full of arrogance. She dismissed Jenna’s threat, not the least bit affected by the police.

“Enough, stop this.” Hansen’s face was terrifyingly gloomy. He was about to stand up but Aria wrapped herself close around him. He swept his stern gaze at her and it sent goosebumps crawling all over her skin. Scared, she withdrew her hand instantly.

“Clean everything up and put them in one of the rooms on the first floor. Have a room prepared for me,” he approached and instructed the servants. They hurriedly started tidying up the living room.

“Mom, this is all my fault. Jenna did it because I refused to move. This matter should end here,” he looked at Marissa and said with little emotion.

“Hansen, are you crazy? That’s your bedroom, how could she occupy it entirely?” Aria objected when she heard this.

“Yes, Hansen. You’re the Young Master of the Richards family, how can you be driven away by a woman? If news gets out, you’ll be ridiculed.” Marissa’s eyes opened wide in surprise as she was perplexed.

“Mom, Jenna did nothing wrong. The second floor belongs to her. It was us who took advantage; it was us who violated her space. It makes sense that we should empty the rooms now. There’s nothing wrong with this,” he responded flatly, not caring about it at all.

Marissa could not believe her eyes and ears. There was something wrong with her son. Could it be that he was under Jenna’s spell? Why did he simply surrender and obey her?

“Hansen, look at the two men standing upstairs. How are we supposed to live like this? Most of our family are women except you. What about us? Those men would stare at us every day, do you really think this is fine?” Marissa questioned, frustrated with Hansen.

Hansen glanced at Jenna. She was wearing cotton slippers and thick pajamas, all covered up. He could barely make out her figure under the layers of clothing.

Well, at least her clothes were alright; they were conservative. Fortunately, she was not wearing the revealing nightdresses she had at Collier Manor, which showed off her curves perfectly. Only he would be able to see that. If she walked around in this house in that fashion, he might gouge the eyes of those two guards out that instant.

As for now, the situation seemed fine to him.

Furthermore, Georgia and Aria were obviously hostile towards Jenna. Even if she had not hired the bodyguards as she lived alone on the second floor, he would have done it for her.

Special times called for special measures. It was not a bad thing for two more men to be protecting Jenna.

Hansen looked at Jenna standing upstairs casually with her chin slightly up. She spared no glances at them, her face unconcerned. However, she was clearly listening to the conversation. It looked like she was paying attention to him speaking and he could not help but find this amusing.

“Mom, it’s the fact. This is her territory. If she insists, we can’t do anything about it. Actually, there may really be people in this house who would harm her. She’s just protecting herself, we should not interfere with that. After all, Grandma has already given her the second floor and the people she hired didn’t come to the first floor, did they?” he spoke again.

“Marissa, Hansen, it’s not good to tolerate her acting this way. Even Hansen has been kicked out. She would probably be chasing all of you out of the house next.” Seeing that Hansen was actually defending Jenna, Georgia was very displeased. This would be a great disadvantage to Aria, hence she immediately stepped forward and spoke up.

Marissa opened her mouth but she was speechless to hear Hansen taking Jenna’s side. The anger boiling inside her did not subside.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Hansen smiled faintly and looked around. “The first floor is not so bad. I can sleep on the sofa. You all can figure the rest out.”

With that being said, he walked to the sofa and picked up his briefcase, ready to head off to work. When he passed Georgia, he said as if he had thought of something, “Auntie, how about this? If you think that it’s not good for Aria to live on the first floor, maybe you can consider moving out of this house. I can help her find a better one outside. What do you think?”

Hansen spoke in a serious tone and kindly provided her with suggestions, asking for her opinion. He even had a caring and considerate smile!

Georgia was startled. She did not know how to answer.

“You may take your time to think about it. If Aria really needs it, you’re welcome to tell me at any time,” he added before leaving coolly.

“B*stard.” When Georgia had registered what he meant, she cursed silently. He was in love with Jenna, he had completely taken Jenna’s side. Perhaps Jenna and he had discussed putting on an act for them. Or maybe, they wanted to use this opportunity to get Aria to leave.

Obviously, Jenna could be so outrageous and bold because of Hansen. If he had not pampered her and allowed her to do so, this would not work. His thoughts were solely and entirely focused on Jenna.

He did not love Aria at all.

Thinking of this, Georgia’s heart grew cold and her expression turned awful.

Aria was even more dissatisfied, crying and shouting, “Mom, what should I do? I don’t want to live on this floor. It’s so dark and humid, I fear that it would affect the baby.”

She wiped her tears and pleaded with Marissa.

Despite that, Marissa was also helpless herself. Obviously, she was in a bad mood as well.

The living room was quickly tidied up by the servants. Marissa had to shut an eye to what Jenna did because of Hansen. After all, the second floor was given to Jenna and it seemed that she had no better reason to change her mind.

“Georgia, since Aria doesn’t like this building, maybe we should consider searching for another house for her?” A long time later, Marissa had no choice but to force an awkward laugh and asked Georgia gently. Georgia’s expression was nasty the whole time.

She pulled a long face, looking as if she was going to swallow Marissa whole.

Marissa’s head was screaming in pain. She deeply realized that it was nothing good for a man to have many women. At present, both of her son’s women were quarreling in front of her. Both were not easy to deal with and she was on the middle ground. She was tired of this but Hansen did not care about the trouble as if it was none of his business. If she had forced and pestered him for an answer, he would simply ask for Aria to move out.

She had nothing to answer them except to suggest Aria leaving.

“Marissa, it seems that you also want to send Aria off and dismiss her, don’t you? I didn’t expect you all to do such a thing,” Georgia spoke, her voice icy and glum, giving Marissa a deadly glare.

Marissa’s face paled, not knowing how to explain.

“Aria, listen to me. We’re going to stay here on the first floor. You will give birth to this child no matter what; let’s see how they want to send us away by then. We shall see if they would even dare to finish us off if they want to get rid of us so much. I shall let everyone in A city see how unreasonable and ill-mannered the Richards family is.” Georgia could not hold back her anger. She deliberately raised her voice as she spoke to Aria.

Aria also understood. She wiped away her tears, bit her lip and nodded in silence.

There was still a glimmer of hope in her heart, which was that Hansen also lived on the first floor. Although he said that he would sleep on the sofa, she did not care. As long as he would not be in the same room with Jenna, she was fine.

Jenna looked down at them from the second floor, a cold smile on her face.

Meeting with Aria’s and Georgia’s vicious stares, Jenna raised one of her eyebrows and chuckled. She then flipped her hair and turned around before hopping into her room casually.

It was all peace and quiet at the moment. The entire second floor no longer had Aria’s strong perfume and she would not be disturbed by Hansen. It was simply too satisfying for Jenna.

Moreover, she was vomiting from time to time. At present, there was no need to worry about being discovered.

She slowly walked into the bedroom and closed the door.

All of Hansen’s belongings in the bedroom were thrown away and there were no traces of them anymore. The space in the bedroom belonged entirely to her.

Slightly scanning the room, she realized that the bedroom was too big. It was so big that it scared her a little and even made her feel sad. Her heart was in pain from the emptiness.

Jenna understood the reason for this feeling, this bitterness in her heart. However, she quickly bit on her lips and crawled into her bed.

She was so tired and drowsy. She just wanted to have a good night’s sleep.

She fell dead asleep that night. Aunt Ella prepared her favorite chicken wings and some porridge at noon but she had no appetite. She merely took a few bites before she returned to sleep.

When she woke up in the afternoon, she felt better.

Turning on the computer, she started car-designing again. It seemed like this was the only way to forget the painful reality.

The night had arrived without anyone knowing.

Jenna did not go downstairs to eat.

She did not want to see those people, let alone have dinner with them, and allow herself to be mocked by their hurtful words. She heard from Aunt Ella that Georgia decided to stay at Richards Manor for the night to take care of Aria.

Hearing this, Jenna was even more reluctant to go downstairs.

After working on a car design for a long time in front of the computer, she was exhausted and went to bed early.

In the dark night, she curled herself up between the sheets and fell into deep slumber.

Hansen would not accompany her anymore. Not only did she have two bodyguards currently, but she also changed the door lock. He could never get in.

She realized that he seemed to have stayed by her side in this bedroom ever since she moved back in following Vivian’s orders. She recalled his sturdy chest that always warmed her cold body. It had once warmed her heart in the dark night.

All of these were just memories of the past this instant!

Warm liquid flowed down from the corner of her eyes and it soon reached her lips. It tasted bitter. Those were her sad tears.