Chapter 238


    "Hansen, what''s the matter with you?" She hurriedly lifted her head while still in his arms and asked


    him with wide, panicking eyes.


    The tingling sensation in Hansen''s butt made him not only angry, but his body was also trembling in


    pain. He had never been so wretched before but when he looked up and saw Jenna''s worried re,


    he was taken aback and understood.


    This woman cared about him.


    At that moment, the anger that filled his heart faded and he came back to his senses.


    He was not in a hurry to get up, just lying down on purpose. His eyebrows were knitted together in


    pain as he groaned.


    They were so close to each other. Jenna saw the scratches she left on his face and his chin during


    their fight. It turned out that the well-dressed Mr. Richards was nothing but ragged and disheveled at


    the moment.


    Jenna''s heart suddenly softened.


    Seeing that his lips were pale from the stinging pain as well as his furrowed eyebrows, she didn''t


    know how bad the cut was, therefore she hurriedly sat up.


    Unexpectedly, such a move of hers put pressure on his body. The ss shards crushed under


    Hansen''s buttocks and pierced him deeper. Hansen was not pretending when he hissed.


    Jenna quickly got up. After standing, she looked down at him. Under Hansen''s butt were sharp


    ss shards and her face paled when she realized what she did.


    "Rayan, hurry, help him up. We have to take him to the hospital." She quickly turned to Rayan for


    help.


    Rayan originally wanted to teach him a lesson but he didn''t expect Hansen to protect Jenna without


    hesitation. He was indeed a gentleman. Rayan''s anger subsided.


    Following Jenna''s line of sight, he saw the shards on the ground and let out a gasp. He hurriedly


    bent over to support Hansen.


    "Let go of me." Hansen stood up and brushed off Rayan''s hand as he was annoyed. "You seduce


    my woman and still, you do this to me. I will get back at you."


    After speaking, he pulled Jenna and limped out.


    Jenna was pulled along by him. When she looked back, she saw Rayan watching her worriedly. She


    was afraid that he woulde and teach Hansen a lesson again, hence she stated with a smile,


    "Rayan, you can go back first. Thank you for the meal and the flowers."


    Rayan stood on the spot, silent as he watched them go.


    "I''ll drive." Jenna saw blood flowing from Hansen''s butt and his trousers were stained red. Her heart


    trembled. The reason why she let him drag her out was because she was worried about him. She


    helped him onto the soft cushion in the back of the car and let him lie on his stomach.


    Hanseny on the bed as she spoke.


    Jenna went to the driver''s seat and started the car, driving the car carefully.


    "''Thank you for the meal and the flowers.'' Ugh, can you two be more disgusting?" Hanseny on


    the soft cushion bed and thought of Jenna''s words to Rayan moments ago. He was jealous, thus he


    couldn''t help but mock them.


    Here he went again, Jenna thought. She didn''t bother with responding to him.


    This heavy Hummer was difficult for Jenna to drive. It was totally different from her Lamborghini. It


    was one of the cars from Hansen''spany but in reality, Hansen bought it especially for her. Of


    course, she only learned about it afterward. This Hummer was way more difficult to drive.


    She gulped, regained her focus and drove carefully, turning a deaf ear to Hansen''s cynicism.


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    After a while, a small car suddenly appeared in front of her. Jenna was taken aback and hurriedly


    stepped on the brake.


    Hansen was caught off guard and almost rolled off the bed.


    "Stupid woman, do you know how to drive a car?" Hansen eximed, seemingly shocked.


    Jenna took a deep breath. He shouldn''t me her. This car was a desert off- road model with a high


    chassis. The front was much higher than ordinary cars. However, Jenna has a petite frame. How


    could she see the car in front? It was only because she was very focused that she was able to


    brake in time before they got into an ident.


    Terrified, she made sure that she didn''t hit the car in front and sighed in relief.


    After a while, the car started moving again.


    She obviously didn''t see any vehicles in the front and rearview mirrors, therefore she stepped on


    the elerator.


    Suddenly, she heard a car honking at her. Jenna waspletely shocked and she immediately


    stepped on the brakes.


    Soon, she saw a car driving away quickly.


    After those two scares, Jenna''s hands that held the steering wheel began to tremble. She no longer


    had the nerves to drive this humongous Hummer anymore.


    However, they couldn''t stop in the middle of this road.


    The car horns in the front and in the back rang loudly in her ears, urging her.


    Reluctantly, Jenna started the car again and drove carefully.


    Hansen had a weird taste in cars. Jenna had never encountered a car that was so difficult to drive


    before.


    She pouted her lips, muttering in her heart.


    She went on driving in this manner, stopping every now and then.


    Soon, Jenna saw a traffic policeman approaching their car.


    Oh no, did something happen? Her heart jumped wildly and she squeezed her eyes shut in fear.


    "What''s the matter?" Hansen was lying on the soft cushion and was on a call, busy dealing with an


    ident. Two days ago, there was an employee from Green Mountain Automobile City who wanted


    tomit suicide by jumping off the building. Hansen suddenly felt that the car was not moving and


    it seemed that someone was knocking on the door.


    Putting away his phone, he turned slightly and saw a policeman.


    "What''s the matter?" he frowned and asked Jenna.


    Oh no, she must have hit someone, Jenna thought to herself. Trembling all over, she curled up in


    the driver''s seat, not hearing Hansen''s question at all.


    Hansen didn''t get Jenna''s reply for a long time. Guessing that something was going on, he got up


    and opened the window of the car.


    "Hello, Mr. Richards. I am a traffic policeman in Sky Zone. I''m responsible for this area. This is my


    work permit." The policeman obviously knew Hansen. He saluted and greeted Hansen politely.


    "What''s the matter?" Hansen asked with an eyebrow raised. "Did we vite the rules? You can


    deduct the payment from my ount if there was a vition of rules; there is enough money in it."


    "Mr. Richards, there is no vition of the regtions but this car is parked in the middle of the road,


    blocking the entire traffic. Currently, this entire district of A city is blocked. This disturbs the overall


    traffic flow, please cooperate and drive the car to the side."


    At this point, Hansen fully understood.


    Turning to look at Jenna, he saw that she was flushed with sweat on her forehead. Her hands were


    shaking while holding the steering wheel, her expression frightened.


    He was dumbfounded, finding it funny and pitiful.


    "Yes, of course. I''ll drive away immediately," Hansen said to the police before he opened the door


    and jumped down.


    "Get out," Hansen growled at Jenna.


    "Did I hit someone? How many are dead?" Jenna muttered with a hollow re and a full face of


    terror. Her father''s tragic car ident from before shed across her eyes and her heart trembled.


    Hansen waspletely speechless as he heard her words.


    But seeing the tension and panic on her face, he shook his head and thought a little before carrying


    her to the soft cushion in the back row.


    The traffic police seemed to understand. He simply smiled and walked away.


    Jenna must have panicked while driving such a big and heavy vehicle.


    Hansen sat down in the driver''s seat, the weight of his body pressing on his wounds. It was so


    painful that he could not help but hiss. He really couldn''t count on Jenna, he thought.


    He quickly drove toward the hospital.


    It wasn''t until the car stopped that Jenna confirmed that she hadn''t hit anyone and she finally


    calmed down.


    When Hansen jumped out of the car, Jenna thought of his injury and hurriedly got out of the car.


    When she saw the bloodstains on his pants, her heart ached. She turned to look at the seat.


    Fortunately, the blood was not obvious on the ck seat.


    She stretched out her hand to support him and whispered, "Hansen, I''m sorry I can''t help."


    "You are useless enough. Not only are you useless, but you also wanted to hook up with a man


    behind my back. I''ll not let you get away with this," Hansen muttered under his breath as he limped


    toward the hospital building, biting his lips to the striking pain in his butt.


    Jenna was really worried, hence she did not fight back.


    Outside the operating theatre, Jenna was fidgeting with her fingers while sitting on a stic chair.


    Since Hansen''s butt was injured, she deemed it inappropriate to go in, therefore she sat outside and


    waited.


    But after more than an hour, the doctor still didn''te out. Jenna thought of Trevor and realized


    that it was time to talk to him for his physical therapy, thus she stood up and headed upstairs to the


    eighth floor.


    After all, it was just ss shards. Although it would hurt a bit, it was not life-threatening, and waiting


    like this was a waste of time.


    After apanying Trevor, Jenna went to her mother''s ward and they talked for a while before she


    headed downstairs. Hansen was not in the operating theatre anymore by then.


    "Excuse me, where is the patient who hurt his butt just now?" she asked in a panic.


    "Are you talking about Mr. Richards?" the nurse asked politely.


    Jenna nodded.


    "His injury is quite serious. The ss shards stuck in way too deep, therefore the doctors required


    several hours. After the operation, he must clean and apply medicine to the wound every day. The


    doctor advised him to be hospitalized for a few days. He has been transferred to the eighth floor,"


    the nurse said quickly.


    It turned out that this was the case. Jenna took a deep breath. Hansen was really hurt. What had


    she done?


    Thinking of this, she walked toward the elevator.


    She wondered why she didn''t see him when she came down from the eighth floor earlier on.


    As soon as she arrived on the eighth floor, an angry voice came from award before she even got to


    the front desk to inquire. "Get out, throw all these things away!"


    Jenna was taken aback. Wasn''t this Hansen''s voice?


    He must be mad over nothing again.


    Following the sound, she realized that this was the ward she was hospitalized in when she shielded


    him from the knife.