Chapter 792


    As Jenna''s hand left Hansen''s palm, he felt a gust of emptiness. It was as if his heart was empty.


    He immediately sought Alvin. "Alvin, have you finished tidying up my office?"


    Alvin smiled and said, "Don''t worry, Mr. Richards. I''ve been working overtime the whole night and


    now it''s finally done."


    "Very well." Hansen smiled.


    As soon as Jenna opened the door to the office, a fresh floral fragrance wafted into her nose. She


    was shocked to see a bundle of roses waiting on her desk.


    She was stunned.


    She was sure it hadn''t been there the previous afternoon.


    She gripped the key in her hand. Yes, the key was still with her, so it was impossible for someone to


    have opened the door to her office.


    But where did these flowerse from?


    She walked over, picked up the roses, inspecting them. They were fresh, as if they had just been


    plucked.


    She lowered her head and thought for a while.


    Such a thing could only be Steffan''s doing!


    At the thought of Steffan, she actually felt a little depressed. She slowly walked to the desk and sat


    down. Unthinkingly pressing on the keyboard, her mind drifted to the events on the previous night.


    The night before, she had slept in Hansen''s arms, seemingly very soundly. The warmth was still


    preserved on her body as of then.


    There was a slight blush on her face.


    "Stop thinking about it. There is still a car show n to be carried out today," Jenna warned herself,


    shaking her head.


    Sheposed herself, switched on theputer, and immersed herself in her task. Time passed


    by in a sh. Just as she was lost in her work, a dark figure appeared in front of the desk.


    She looked up, and standing in front of her was Steffan.


    "Mr. Yintern." Her speech faltered. With the previous night''s events, she felt ufortable facing


    Steffan.


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    "Dory, are you busy with the n? These are the procedures of the car exhibition. I''d like to discuss


    when you may need to make an appearance," Steffan said gently, holding a stack of drawings in his


    hand,pletely ignoring the expression on Jenna''s face.


    "Sure, sure." Jenna nodded her head in a hurry upon receiving an important task.


    Steffan walked towards the couch, and Jenna also stood up and followed him.


    They both sat down on the couch.


    Steffan spread the drawing in his hand and pointed to one of the corners. "The prelude to the


    exhibition must be grand, but the real climax will be around this time. So here I am, to discuss it with


    you."


    Both of their heads were almost pressed together as they looked at the drawing n intently.


    Jenna studied the drawing with Steffan s indication. She agreed with his decision and was about to


    open her mouth to speak.


    "Knock, knock, are you working, or are you flirting?" A teasing voice suddenly appeared in the


    office, which startled the two of them as they looked up at the same time.


    Hansen had appeared out of nowhere. He stood tall and upright as he spoke with a jealous tone.


    Jenna was immediately dumbstruck. Where did he evene from?


    From her point of view, Hansen''s appearance was certainly eerie. It was as if he had drilled through


    the wall, appearing out of nowhere. If Hansen hade through the door, then the both of them


    surely must''ve heard him.


    His appearance waspletely baffling.


    "Jenna, I happen to have something I need to discuss with you." Hansen gave a yful smile. He


    ced a hand on Jenna''s waist and pulled her back a little. Jenna was almost lifted up from her


    seat. He sat down next to Jenna, wedging himself between Steffan and her.


    It wasn''t until Hansen sat between them that Jenna came to her senses.


    "Jenna, the roses are beautiful, don''t you agree?" Hansen turned his head and smiled at her.


    The identity of the sender of the roses had been made known to Jenna.


    "How about this? You both can continue to discuss your n, and I''ll talk to Jennater." He


    chuckled and motioned between the two with his index finger. It was obvious that he had nothing to


    say and was only here to spy on them.


    A dark aura shrouded Steffan, and his eyes were cold and gloomy.


    Jenna was also ticked off. As if they could continue their discussion when there was a whole man-


    child sitting between them.


    The air came to an impasse, and Steffan knew that it was impossible to continue the discussion, so


    he could only stand up.


    "Dory, since Mr. Richards has something to discuss with you, go ahead and deal with him first.


    Come by my officeter," he said to Jenna before he left.


    "What do you think you''re doing? I''m at work, you know that right?" Jenna red at him and asked


    with disapproval.


    Even if he was her husband, he couldn''t possibly interfere with her work like this.


    "Look at what you''re saying. I''m going to ask you a question. Is your job or your husband''s eyesight


    more important?" Hansen asked unhesitantly.


    Jenna was caught off guard for a moment, and then she remembered that Hansen had not applied


    his eye medicine that morning.


    "Are you a three-year-old child? You don''t even know how to take your own meds." Jenna rolled her


    eyes at him and said impatiently, "What''s more, Alvin is with you."


    "If only I were able to see, then I wouldn''t need someone to help me with this. Alvin has something


    to do this morning. Besides, he''s thepany''s vice president. He can''t always stay by my side,


    acting like my wife. Needless to say, I have my wife now. It''s so unfair that my wife is not treating me


    as she should." Hansen reasoned with her.


    A pang of guilt struck her chest.


    She immediately nced at him and took a deep breath.


    Didn''t Alvin say that his eyes had reached the critical period of treatment? It urred to her that


    Hansen indeed hadn''t taken his medicine that morning. Defeated, she immediately extended her


    hand and asked, "Ugh, where''s the meds?"


    A smug smile shed across Hansen''s face. He took out the medicine from his pocket and handed


    it to Jenna.


    Jenna nced at him and realized that this guy came fully prepared. He brought the medicine with


    him at all times.


    She shut her mouth and headed to the bathroom to wash her hands.


    When she walked into the bathroom, she sensed something odd, but after a quick nce behind


    her, she dismissed the thought.


    When she came out of the washroom, Hansen was lyingfortably on the couch, waiting for her.


    "Please leave after I apply the medicine for you. Don''t bother me anymore. I still have a lot nned


    for today, I don''t want to stay back overtime." Jenna took the medicine and warned in advance.


    Hansen''s face darkened. "What n? You''re a designer, not an administrative secretary. That


    Steffan guy is good at ripping my wife to pieces. That''s outrageous."


    When Jenna heard this, she found that this guy was unreasonable. As long as Steffan was


    mentioned, he would grind his teeth.


    "Please don''t act so unreasonably. This is my job." She shook her head, feeling peeved.


    Hansen smirked devilishly and stretched out his hand to pull Jenna''s hand. Losing her bnce,


    Jenna immediately collided with his chest.


    "I''m only unreasonable with women in bed. At other times, I''m always reasonable. Do you


    understand?" He breathed heavily, and his tone was extremely warm.


    Jenna''s face instantly turned crimson red.