Chapter 266
"Are you going to remove all of them?" Rayan inquired inquisitively as Jenna began packing them
up.
"Yes, these are the only things that belong to me in this room. I have to take them away. The others
are not mine. Besides, I won''t be living here starting from today. Soon, the room won''t belong to me
anymore." She sighed as she collected the graphics and seashells carefully.
Rayan saw tears welling up in her eyes, yet she clenched her teeth to prevent her tears from
trickling down her cheeks. He was moved and at that moment, he made a solemn promise to forget
about her past and protect her in the future. He wanted to give her the love she deserved.
When Hansen dashed into the room, he saw Jenna picking up the items he was proud of owning .
For the past three years when Jenna left him, he would always snatch a nce at the items from
the cracks of the door. He always had mixed feelings when he stared at them as though the items
belonged to him just like their owner. They yed an important role in his life.
His heart felt like it was breaking as Jenna cut them from the wall one by one.
"Put them down." He dashed in and grabbed a seashell that she was about to cut off. Fury vibrated
through his being.
Jenna did not notice his entry and was startled when he emerged suddenly.
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She almost cut his finger. Fortunately, she stopped in the nick of time. Her heart felt as if it had
stopped.
"What are you doing? Don''t you know it''s dangerous?" Jenna put down the scissors and scolded
him.
"These are all mine. Why do you want to cut them off?" Hansen bellowed. He held the seashells
tightly and red at her with bloodshot eyes.
"They belong to me. I drew them. The seashells are presents from my father. Why can''t I take them
away?" Jenna felt a sh of irritation and demanded.
"If I say you can''t take them away, then you can''t. Besides, who allowed you to leave?" Hansen''s
expression darkened as he retorted.
"Please don''t be so overbearing, okay? I won''t take anything else from this room as they don''t
belong to me. However, I made these items, of course I have the right to take them away," Jenna
exined patiently.
"Nothing in this room belongs to you. This is our room. Everything belongs to both of us. Also, I
don''t like other man entering our room. Please ask him to leave now," Hansen dered as rage
churned inside him.
"You are so unreasonable." Jenna was flustered. "Let me remind you, these items belong to me. I
will take them away no matter what. Don''t try my patience," she warned sternly.
Her eyes widened and her chest moved up and down faster as her breath quickened. Tension grew
in the air as they red at each other.
Seeing that they were about to start a fight, Rayan stepped forward. "Mr. Richards, a gentleman
should not make a woman cry, even if it''s your ex- wife. If she wants something, just let her take it.
You are such a scoundrel for wanting to fight for a mere trifle like this," Rayan said mockingly.
"Shut up, you are not allowed to speak." Hansen spun around and vented his anger and frustration
towards him. "Who are you? How dare you reprimand me after ruining our rtionship?"
Hansen pointed towards the door and growled, "This is my room with Jenna. Please go out. No one
cane in without my consent. If you know what''s best for you, you better leave now before I lose
my temper."
Rayan refused to budge. He stood there quietly. Such was the contrast between Hansen and
Rayan. Hansen always lost his cool whereas Rayan kept hisposure regardless of the situation.
Rayan sniggered. "Young Master, do control your temper. If you can''t even tolerate something like
this, I''m afraid you will be theughing stock in town if rumors of your temper spread. If you
continue to blow a fuse as long as something goes against your wishes, no woman will stay by your
side."
"D*mn it." Hansen''s temper sparked. He mmed his fist against Rayan in frustration but Rayan
blocked it. "Mr. Richards, I know you are good at martial arts, but so what? I''m not a coward. In the
past, I did noty a finger on you for the sake of Jen but that doesn''t mean I can''t fight you. Please
learn to respect others. After all, we are both civilians."
Hansen was already blind with rage. What Rayan said only caused a fresh swell of rage to rise in
him. The moreposed Rayan was, the more his anger spiked.
Hansen threw his right fist out in a curved punch at Rayan''s temple. His foot came up from the floor
and kicked Rayan in the face.
Rayan was gentle and kind. He did not expect Hansen to be such a scoundrel. As a result, he
staggered backward as he grimaced in pain.
Hansen took advantage of the situation and dashed over, pressing his leg against Rayan''s chest
and forcing him onto the floor. "How dare you intervene in our rtionship!"
Rayan couldn''t move and it seemed as if Hansen wanted to choke him. He struggled to gasp for air
and he seized an opportunity to hit Hansen under the jaw.
Hansen cried out in pain and felt blood gushing out of his nose. He wiped them away with his hand
and swung his fist at Rayan. The two began fighting.
"Stop, don''t fight, please don''t fight..." Jenna was dumbfounded. When she regained her senses,
they were already locked in a battle. She attempted to stop them but to no avail.
At this moment, Marissa emerged. It was a shock for her to see them fighting. She yelled, "Stop!"
Hearing Marissa''s voice, Rayan regained his senses and stopped Hansen while he got up from the
floor.
Hansen also calmed down as he stood up.
Blood was rushing from his nose. Marissa almost fainted at the sight. She dashed over and sped
his head in her hands, quivering as she asked, "Hansen, what happened? Where are you hurt?"
She turned around and yelled, "Call a doctor immediately."
Aunt E hurriedly went to make a call upon hearing Marissa''s cries.
Hansen reached out and picked up a tissue paper from the table to wipe the blood away. He said
dejectedly, "Mom, I''m all right."
"You are already in this state. How are you all right? How dare you guys fight in Richards Manor? I
don''t care who you are, I''m calling the police." Rage coursed through her veins and she shouted
angrily. She took out her phone and was about to make a call.
"It''s all right. Mom, don''t fool around." Hansen stopped Marissa with a heavy heart. He turned
around to look at Jenna before he strode away.
Rayan stood by Jenna''s side, looking embarrassed.
The moment Hansen turned around to nce at her, Jenna saw the blood on his face and fear
gripped at her heart. She stared at him, her heart going suddenly still.
Marissa red at Rayan and Jenna indignantly and was about to give them a piece of her mind.
However, she remembered Hansen''s warning and left without saying anything.
Only Rayan and Jenna were left in the room.
Jenna slumped on the bed, unable to utter a word.
"Hansen, she has already hooked up with another man, and yet, you are still fighting for her. Do you
even remember your identity? You are my son and the President of Richards Group. You must know
when to let things slide. Why are you so stubborn? We can''t afford to ruin the reputation of the
Richards family," Marissa came downstairs and reprimanded Hansen who was sitting gloomily on
the couch, gritting his teeth as he thought of the fight.
Hansen touched his nose and his expression darkened. He was in a state of flux. Only Jenna could
make him lose his cool.
He had no idea how he got himself into a fight. He initially went upstairs just to have a good talk with
Jenna.
"Hansen, you are the Young Master of the Richards family and the President of Richards Group.
Lots of families depend on the Richards Group for food. They need their jobs to survive. Everyone
is counting on you. You must be a good leader and lead us to a better future. However, look at you
now. What are you doing?" Marissa said bitterly. She sighed and made an order.
"I don''t care who you love. You must prioritize the family and Richards Group. It''s your responsibility
as a man. Your responsibilities are more important than some petty love. You cannot act impulsively
in this current situation. It is only necessary for you to sacrifice your personal feelings for the sake of
everyone. We cannot let Richards Group go out of business."
Her expression was grim and serious. She would allow no room for negotiation.
Hansen kept his gaze riveted upon the ground. Marissa couldn''t figure out whether he had heard
her.