บททั้งหมดของ Getting my ex-wife back: บทที่ 141 - บทที่ 150

With a "puff", Jenna was amused by his words. Although it was ridiculous, his words were heart-warming. He really warmed her heart, and there was no more hurt. Jenna had to admit that this was the best promise that she had ever heard. She was almost unsure and could not believe it. Hence, she stopped, took Hansen's hand, and asked, "Hansen, is it true? Is what you say true? That you will stay by my side forever?" She looked up at him with her small, surprised face and stared at him, expecting him to say yes. Her voice was so loud, for fear that Hansen could not hear her. Everyone passing by the road looked at them. Those who didn't understand Tamberland language found them strange, and those who could understand their conversation gave them friendly smiles. Hansen was infected by her enthusiasm. He laughed and responded loudly, "Honey, of course this is true. Since when have I lied to you?" He suddenly bowed his head and kissed her passionately. He wanted

"Mr. Grote, if you have something to say, just say it. I came here today to hear the truth," Hansen raised his eyebrows and said with a cold voice. He was very clear about these people. They would try to delay him as much as possible. If there was an order from above, dared they disobey it? Thus, they could only pretend to not know anything. Forget telling the truth, what they were doing to the victim was simply dragging their time. A minister-level official died. Since they could manage to block the news from the media, they must be able to take action on the police too. Hansen understood better than anyone else that the fairness and justice of society were determined only by the strong and powerful people. Hence, he was not hoping that they would help him either. The purpose he came for that day was to know if there was any superior person who gave them instructions or hints, so that he could know what to do next. Now that his beloved woman right-hand man had been hurt, h

"Really?" Jenna's eyes glowed and she asked in surprise. "He does have a high chance, but it isn't a 100% guarantee. This is up to your own judgment. You can refer to my recommendation. Of course, you can consider it carefully before making your own decision. Because the tumor's location is quite hard to reach, I suggest the patient go abroad for surgery that is more precise and there will be a lower risk as well," Weldon shrugged his shoulders and made a suggestion. Jenna's face was filled with excitement. Since the problem was found, then everything could be easily solved. However, Weldon's words also made her think twice. After all, this was an important decision, so she still had to tell Hansen and discuss it with him. She dared not call the shots alone. She nodded immediately, then she thought of something and asked musingly, "Dr. Graves, I discovered that the patient can move his fingers slightly these days. Does that mean that he is recovering?" The

"Madam, please mind your words and be respectful of me. If you say that I am a vulgar woman, aren't you even more vulgar since your words are hurtful and disrespectful?" Jenna took a step forward fiercely. She looked at Georgia coldly, and questioned. Georgia blamed Jenna for Aria being left out by Hansen and she was unfriendly towards her. Her daughter's misery was all because of Jenna. She had already wanted to scold Jenna since a long time ago. Her words now were considered polite since Marissa was here. Unexpectedly, Jenna actually dared to fire back at her, so her anger erupted immediately. She stood up in a second, pointed at Jenna's face, and cursed angrily, "You uneducated b*tch, how dare you to talk to me like this! In all respects, I am an elder to you. Don't you know to respect your elders? You are really rude." "Respect my elders?" Jenna sneered in her heart. She never heard any elders say those words to their younger generation. "If the elders are d

It was ten o'clock sharp and the stage lights in the bar flickered. Men and women in sexy clothes were having fun. Faces could be seen from time to time under the flickering light. There was no opening, no prelude; all of them were dancing excitedly to the passionate song. The music was loud, and the whole place was filled with excitement. When Aria walked in, the atmosphere had reached its peak. There was noise from the bar and irritating shouts, one after another. In a room named "The Moon," Norton's face was flushed and he was having fun with a young lady in his arms. "Come on, Mr. Richards, finish this glass." The young lady who was boldly dressed was holding Norton's hand with her curvy chest pressed against Norton as she handed a glass of wine to him. "Alright." Norton laughed, took the glass heartily, and drank it in one go. "Don't be biased, Mr. Richards, you have to drink this cup too." The woman sitting on the other side narrowed her eyes w