Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 1526

They had devoted most of their time to taking care of their daughter, thereby leading to the neglect of their son. Otherwise, how would he have suffered from such disease?

The heartbroken Hannah was in profound regret-so much so that her heart wasn't in anything else.

"Ma'am, Miss Lautner is here," the chauffeur reminded her. After that, Hannah slowly raised her head, but she did not say a word at the sight of Rossie. On the other hand, Rossie looked in the direction of Hannah and Rayan and took the initiative to approach them, bending down to speak.

"Uncle, Aunt."

Originally, Hannah intended to reply to something. However, before she could do so, she heard her husband say, "So, you're the Rossie Lautner who's harmed Zorion and Deanna?"

Rossie was flummoxed for a second, on reflex.

Raeleigh and the others also fixed their eyes on Rossie and Rayan. This matter didn't seem to be simple.

Raeleigh darted a glance at Jepherson from across her. His eyes were lowering slightly, an indication that he would not meddle in this matter.

Then, she glanced at Santiago, who was yawning blatantly.

Her curiosity sparked, Jenna stared at both the father-in-law and daughter-in-law.

She wondered which episode from Keeping Up With The Whalens this was.

Hannah gradually stopped crying and looked at the Rayan next to her. "Rayan?"

"I won't forgive a woman who hurt my son and daughter, let alone allow her to marry into our family. Such a woman is — shall I say-out of our league."

Rossie could hear the condescension directed at her background in Rayan's words.

"Uncle, this is a misunderstanding. Zorion and I are just friends. I have no intention of marrying him."

Rossie wasn't a fool, nor was she weak-willed. It was just that she had come across a headstrong and willful man like Zorion. That was why she hadn't been able to do anything to fend him off.

"We'll see if it's a misunderstanding. Zorion ends up in this hellhole courtesy of you. Oh well, I'll alter my will. In the event that he marries you, I won't give him a single cent."

"By all means, bequeath all your property to him, because you won't see him marry me in your lifetime."

Rossie pivoted on her heels and walked to the door of the emergency room. She looked at the sign to the emergency room, waiting for Zorion to come out.

Only then did Hannah sense that something was amiss and look at her husband. "Rayan, you..."

"For a woman, he harmed his own sister. Won't he harm me in the future?"

Rayan deliberately spoke within Rossie's earshot. The chauffeur stood by the side with his head lowered slightly whereas Rossie gazed at Rayan and said, "You can rest assured that Deanna is fine. I would like to take this opportunity to tell you about her."

Rossie walked up to Rayan and Hannah, exuding a doughty demeanor. Hannah cast a glance at her husband, who didn't think that he had gone too far at all.

"Deanna is my daughter. How I'll act is my own business, and I don't need you to tell me. What do you think?" Rayan opened his eyes and stared at Rossie. The sharpness and coldness in his eyes could be seen.

Rossie did not back down. She had experienced far more than this. After what she had been through in her family and with Zorion, over her dead body would she yield to anyone.

"Deanna is your daughter, yes, but she is an entity of her own. If you gave birth to her just to let her be your daughter, then I have nothing to say. I also have a father just like you. He wanted me to marry the man he had chosen for me, hoping that I could bring him a considerable amount of wealth, even if that man was an infirm old geezer. Regardless of the man I were to marry, whether it was the one I liked, or the one he chose for me, it made no difference to him. In his eyes, they were all men, and all of them could eat, sleep, and spread their seeds.

He took it for granted that I should repay him in return for his kindness of bringing me up.

Rayan turned around and left while Hannah turned to look at him before chasing after him.

The chauffeur failed to grasp what was happening. He was in two minds whether to leave. At last, he stayed for the sake of Zorion.

Hannah caught up with her husband. "Rayan, what are you doing?"

Rayan got into the car and gazed at his wife as the anger on his face was fading away. "Let them be alone. Even if we stay, there's nothing we can do to help. We still need to deal with Deanna's matter."

"Then what about Zorion? He is still in there."

"He's not a child, and the chauffeur is there, not to mention that girl. Didn't you see that? She isn't an easy touch. Who dares to do anything to her? Is there anything she can't do?"

Rayan grinned. "It's good to have her. If something really happens in the future, I'm afraid that we can't count on Deanna."

"Don't we have Jacky?" Hannah actually liked Jacky quite a bit. However, there were times when things did not develop in accordance with her wishes. Therefore, she could only stand on the other side and disagree with her daughter.

"Although Jacky can be a helper, it doesn't mean that he can do anything himself. At the end of the day, brothers aren't as close as spouses."

Hannah felt the same. Just like Jenna and her, they might have been each other's ride and die, but they still had to separate. They couldn't really ask each other all kinds of favors. On the contrary, a married couple was different. They would be together every day, and he or she would know even if the partner had lost a hair.

With this idea, Hannah was relieved.

"Then what are we going to do now?"

"Let’s go to Waverly Village."