Getting My Ex-wife Back

“Oh.” Rayan nodded thoughtfully. He stopped himself from taking more steps before asking with concern, “Jen, how is your mother?”

“She’s fine. Thank you,” Jenna replied in a low voice.

“That’s good.” Rayan was nothing but smiles. “I will visit her one day.”

“Thank you but there’s no need for that.” Jenna lowered her head. She thought that he may not be able to even if he wanted to. That b*stard Hansen placed a lot of guards on the eighth floor. If Rayan went, he would definitely not be allowed into the ward.

“Jen, you’re still the same after so many months. You don’t take care of yourself enough.” Rayan sighed and touched her head.

It was surprisingly cold during winter this year. After being outside for a while, Jenna felt like an icicle. She couldn’t stop shivering.

“Jen, are you cold?” Rayan saw her trembling slightly. He walked in front of her to shield her from the cold wind.

The cold wind blew the snow off the branches and a string of snowflakes fell onto Jenna’s hair.

The snowflakes trickled down her hair and fell on her neck. Jenna ducked into her scarf, shaking.

“Your body hasn’t got better since the last time I saw you. You are still so afraid of the cold.” Rayan pitifully looked at her and reached out to brush the snowflakes off her head. Jenna felt her hands and feet getting more numb each second. She couldn’t even see the vapor coming out of her mouth.

She stretched out her hand strenuously, removed the snowflake from her neck, and brushed it away.

Rayan grabbed her hand.

“Your hand is freezing.” Rayan’s warm hands squeezed hers. He breathed into her hand, trying to warm her up.

Jenna looked at him, her gaze blurred.

Her mind was filled with memories of the nights when she was snuggled in Hansen’s embrace. He hugged her and covered her with his coat, wrapping her up like a cocoon. She remembered his warm chest as she rested on his warm chest. She didn’t feel cold at all. It was so warm.

That night seemed much colder than it was at present.

She was so cold at this instant. Even though she was wearing a coat, the wind chilled her to her bones.

She stared at the night sky blankly, her gaze unfocused.

Tears flowed down her cheeks.

It hurt so much.

Rayan was looking at her as his gaze was slowly filled with doubt and pity. He felt an array of mixed feelings.

She was shedding tears in front of him but the tears were not for him!

A hint of jealousy crept into his heart.

If her tears were for him, he would definitely pull her into his arms and show her the love she deserved. Unfortunately, they were not for him.

He couldn’t understand her pain but his heart shuddered with every tear she shed.

“What’s the matter? Jen,” he called anxiously, reaching out and wiping away the tears on her face.

Jenna stood blankly, numb.

“Jen…” Rayan called her again.

“Ah…” Jenna finally came back to her senses and her eyes met Rayan’s worried glance.

“Are you okay?” Rayan asked with concern.

“I’m okay, Rayan, my stomach is a little uncomfortable. I want to go home. Let’s keep in contact. Since you came to my city, I should treat you to a feast. I will call you when I have time.” She avoided his glance and smiled lightly.

“Are you still living at Richards Manor?” he looked at her and asked seriously.

“Yeah.” Jenna nodded, very calmly. “Rayan, come to the manor and find me if you need anything.”

Go to the manor to find her? Rayan stared at her in disbelief. He did not seem to fully register what she said. Was she really okay with him going to Richards Manor to find her?

“Is everything okay between you and him?” After a while, he finally asked.

Jenna stared at the ground, knowing who he was referring to.

She smiled. Avoiding the question, she replied casually, “I’ve inherited the manor. Me staying there has nothing to do with him.”

After saying this, she felt chills running down her spine. Her stomach was bloated. She had nothing in her stomach but she did not have the appetite to eat. All she wanted to do was to go home and sleep.

Rayan’s gaze intensified. Jenna dodged his question, which meant that his assumption was true. He kept silent for a while.

Why did this woman have to be so stubborn? Was she staying in the manor to find out about her father’s death?

“Okay, let me send you back.” Her face had become paler and she was shivering all over. Rayan was very worried, therefore he insisted on sending her.

“There’s no need to trouble you.” Jenna shook her head.

“No, you are in no condition to drive. Let me see you off. Please don’t make me worry.” Rayan was stubborn this time. Jenna actually looked pretty terrible and would collapse any moment.

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They got into the expensive Rolls-Royce. The heaters in the car were on full blast. Jenna was instantly enveloped in warmth and it took a long time for her breathing to finally stabilize.

She laid in the back seat, closed her eyes slightly. She did not speak anymore.

Rayan was silent the whole ride, lost in his own thoughts.

The car stopped in front of Richards Manor.

“Thank you, Rayan,” Jenna thanked him and got out of the car. She waved Rayan goodbye before walking inside.

Sitting in the car, Rayan saw her figure disappearing into the depths of the manor. He was silent and the light in his eyes was dull. They held an unrecognizable emotion.

As soon as Jenna stepped into the living room of Green Jade Garden, her eyes fell on the empty sofa.

She walked up to the second floor and asked the two guards, “Is Young Master back?”

“Miss Murphy, Young Master has been sent back to the bedroom on the first floor,” Haward replied in a low voice.

“Okay, thank you.” Jenna nodded. She wanted to ask him how Hansen was doing. However, she felt it was unnecessary, hence she walked straight to her bedroom.

She slept soundly that night. In her dreams, she heard the cry of a baby and her heart sank. She jolted from her sleep the next day, obviously still in a trance after another sleepless night.

“Jenna, where did you go last night? You came back so late.” Sabrina came in energetically and asked as soon as she finished getting ready.

When Jenna lifted her head, she saw Sabrina’s blush along with her charming smile. She looked like a little girl who fell in love for the first time. Jenna frowned when she thought of what she saw the previous afternoon.

“Sabrina, can I ask you a question?” Jenna spoke in a serious tone after hesitating for a while.

“What is it?” Perhaps Sabrina was frightened by how serious Jenna was, she looked at her curiously and the smile on her face disappeared.

“Do you like Norton?” Jenna looked at her and probed.

“I..” Sabrina obviously never expected Jenna to ask something like this so early in the morning. The blush deepened on her face. She was so embarrassed.

Did she like Norton?

Perhaps she did!

When she was very young, she often came to Richards Manor. At that time, she often followed Norton around. Many years ago, she knew that Old Master Richards and her father had arranged a marriage between Norton and her. Since then, when she saw Norton, she had these complicated feelings and would look at him differently.

“I am his fiancée,” she blushed and replied softly.

“I know but do you like him? Do you love him?” As a woman, Jenna understood Sabrina’s thoughts and couldn’t help but take pity for her. Yet, she still wanted to know how she truly felt.

“I think so.” Sabrina blushed and nodded, her thoughts were slightly fuzzy.

Jenna felt her heart throb.

“Does Norton like you?” she asked solemnly.

“This…” Sabrina gave her a somewhat confused face and looked straight at Jenna, not knowing how to answer.

Norton treated her very well. Whatever she desired, he gave it to her. However, she had never really thought about whether Norton had feelings for her.

Norton was hard to read. The more she could not read him, the more she wanted to find out. As long as she saw him, her heart would beat like crazy. This feeling was unforgettable and she thought it should be love!

Sabrina made sense of it this way.

“Sabrina, you are still young. You will slowly understand. Remember not to get yourself in too tough of a pickle,” Jenna sighed and gently reminded her. Thinking of her own situation, she couldn’t help but feel sad.

Sabrina really didn’t understand what Jenna meant but she nodded her head anyway. She looked at Jenna, puzzled.

Jenna didn’t say anything afterward. After all, no two people’s journey would be the same.

Moreover, she assumed that Sabrina had no idea what was going with Norton at the moment. With that being said, she didn’t want her to get hurt. However, she was busy dealing with her own problems too.

In the 88th floor’s office of International Kinsey Center.

Hansen massaged his temples as his head was throbbing.

He got drunk with Christopher the night before. When he woke up, he found himself in his bedroom on the first floor of Richards Manor.

New Year was closing in. Work was piling up ever since Jenna resigned.

Jenna resigned without his consent. It was because of Aria’s pregnancy. She believed that he had betrayed their love, therefore she planned to go against him, which really was causing him a headache.

But, the most important thing was how much he cared for her and missed her. He was reluctant to confront her in fear that she would be upset, hence he kept it all to himself.

After a busy morning, just as he was about to lay on the sofa to relax, Alvin came in in a huff.