Chapter 805


    "No... Please... Don''te over." Several drunk men turned on the lights in the small room. They


    approached Jenna slowly as she stood up and retreated, pleading in horror.


    These vicious men did not take such a delicate woman seriously. They continued to make their way


    towards her and grinned crookedly.


    In order to fend for herself, she couldn''t help but to reach for a bag that stood beside her on the


    ground, swinging it in an attempt to drive them away.


    She kept hitting it around with all her strength, not daring to stop for a single moment. She was


    afraid that once she stopped, those men would continue to move forward.


    Needless to say, the men could not approach her for a short while as she brandished it around her


    body.


    But after all, her strength was limited. As she exerted all her strength to fight back, her stamina


    would gradually weaken. Even so, she still didn''t stop and continued wielding her arms crazily.


    Her strength was whittled down, and her whole body was sweating in exhaustion.


    The men grinned wickedly. Slowly, they unbuttoned their pants and drew closer to her.


    Jenna''s arms felt numb. Her whole body was on the verge of exhaustion, and she could no longer


    hold on. She just waved the bag in her hand mechanically, trying to drive these detestable men


    away.


    Even when her body gave out as she fell to the ground, she still waved the bag and cried out


    miserably, "Don''te near, don''te near!"


    A ck car rushed over at a very fast speed.


    As soon as Hansen got out of the car, he heard Jenna''s miserable cry. His heart tightened, and then


    it shattered.


    "Jenna." A huge roar burst out from his throat. His eyes seemed aze with fire. He met her


    extremely nervous figure, waving the bag in her hands to resist the despicable men. Hansen could


    see the sheer horror-stricken expression on her face.


    His heart throbbed in pain as he ran over to her quickly.


    "Jenna." He rushed in, squatting down to hold Jenna, who was still wielding the bag aimlessly. He


    held her arms tightly, and stopped her from moving. That familiar heavenly voice filled Jenna''s ears,


    and she rxed in response. Her beloved hade to save her.


    Those men who were not afraid of death continued to approach them. Their eyes were ferocious


    and their faces were full of wicked smiles. They had no idea who the man standing in front of them


    was.


    A red glow as sharp as a saber shot out of Hansen''s eyes.


    With a sneer, he quickly shoved one hand into his pocket and covered Jenna''s eyes with the other.


    After a few gunshots, the men''s screams reverberated in the night sky.


    All of this was done in a few seconds.


    When Alvin parked the car and came over, the men were pressing their crotches with their hands,


    screaming in agony. Blood pooled all over the ground.


    "Alvin, hand them over to the police." After saying this, Hansen picked up Jenna and walked


    towards the car.


    A little whileter, a police car rushed over to the destination.


    "Jenna, don''t be afraid. I am here now, and you will be fine." In the car, Hansen patted her back to


    comfort her. "I promise that I will protect you in the future and won''t let you suffer any more


    grievances. This is thest time."


    He was d that he had arrived in time. Although she was frightened, she tried her best to hold on


    and waited for him.


    He hugged her tightly and lowered his head to look at her. He caressed her face and helped her


    wipe off a bead of sweat.


    The lights in the car were as bright as day.


    This was the first time that Hansen had seen Jenna''s small face after he lost his sight. Her face was


    paler than snow and her forehead was covered in cold sweat. Her eyes were filled with fear, and her


    entire body was trembling.


    His heart throbbed with pain.


    "I''m sorry, Jenna. I wasn''t able to pick you up personally this evening. As a result, I almost hurt you."


    He hugged her and keptforting her.


    He noticed that her back was drenched in sweat. Taking a towel from the back seat, he gently wiped


    her back and wrapped a quilt tightly around her.


    When they returned to the presidential suite, Jenna was still trembling in fear.


    Alvin had gone to the hospital and asked the doctors to give her some sedatives. With that, Jenna


    fell into a deep sleep.


    "Alvin, how''s the status of the investigation conducted by the police? Was there anyone behind this


    matter?" Hansen asked. He stood in the study, his lips pursed and his fist was clenched. The veins


    on his forehead were bulging, his jaw stiff and tight.


    This horrible thing had happened when Jenna had not been by his side. Had he arrived even a few


    minutester, Jenna would have been taken advantage of. If this had been ordered by someone,


    then it would be unforgivable.


    Alvin''s face was imbued with solemnness.


    "Mr. Richards, I was there from the beginning to the end of the interrogation of those men, but I


    hardly got any meaningful clues. ording to their confession, they were indeed penniless. At that


    time, they saw a woman standing on the side of the road. Her clothes were very expensive, so they


    came up with an evil idea. ording to their confession, there was no one behind this exchange."


    Upon hearing Alvin''s words, Hansen fell silent and walked to the desk with great difficulty. He felt his


    throat tighten, and his breath was short.


    "Are you sure?" he asked, still worried.


    He still couldn''t believe that it was just a coincidence.


    He would never allow anyone to hurt his woman again. This was his bottom line.


    "Mr. Richards, at present, there is no sign that someone was trying to deliberately murder your


    wife." Alvin still shook his head.


    "It would be best if that''s the case," said Hansen through gritted teeth as he picked up his coat


    beside the table and walked out.


    Alvin followed closely.


    The floor numbers of the elevator shifted by each floor. Hansen stared at it nkly, with a troubled


    expression on his face.


    Jaqueline was sitting in front of a mirror, putting on some light makeup and humming a song. That


    day, she would follow Luqman to meet the chairman of Srirano, who was of extraordinary


    significance. If she handled this task well, then it would be of great help to her development in the


    Ministry of Foreign Affairs.


    A colleague came in and said to her, "Jaqueline, someone is looking for you."


    "Oh, where are they?" Jaqueline asked in surprise.


    "In the corridor rest area, it''s a young man." Her colleague didn''t recognize Alvin.


    A man?


    Jaqueline blinked her eyes. It could only be him if it was a man from Srirano who came to see her.


    "Thank you." She was in a good mood. She stood up and walked outside.


    It was silent in the corridor, and the rain outside was falling heavily.


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    Jaqueline''s heart rate quickened for some reason when she arrived at the corridor.


    At the end of the corridor, a tall figure was standing there. His back was stiff, and the chill emanating


    from his body was colder than the air outside.


    She shivered for no reason, and a sense of foreboding rose from the bottom of her heart.


    As she got closer and closer, the man turned around. His face was expressionless, his eyes were


    dark, and the light in his eyes was terrifying.