His kiss was fast and forceful. His hands held the back of her head forcefully as if he wanted to embed her into his body. She cried out in pain. He finally stopped kissing her and slowly retreated.
Hans took his hands off her shoulder and avoided her gaze. He said with a cold face, "It's okay if you don't want to move back to grandma's place, but you can't rent a house. Just move out from the master bedroom. The further away from my room, the better."
Jennifer lowered her head and smiled bitterly. "Okay."
In the villa, the furthest room from Hans was located in the northwest corner of the first floor. It was cold and damp, without sunshine all year round. It couldn't even function as a storeroom, so it became servants' quarters.
"If I let you go out and rent a house, do you think grandma will let me off so easily? Maybe grandma will force me to set a wedding date and you will get what you wished for. You are so calculative."
She was already numbed to Hans's words. She lowered her head drowsily, leaned against her seat, and slowly fell asleep.
After driving for a long time, Hans's cold gaze fell on Jennifer's face sleeping beside him. The coldness in his eyes gradually became warm and there was even a trace of tenderness.
"She refused to leave perhaps because she still has some hopes for me. Unfortunately, she is Stephanie's daughter, and my feelings for her could not offset my guilt towards my mother. If I ignore her for long enough, she would probably pack up her things and leave on her own one day." Hans thought.
The secretary office.
Rose put a thick stack of documents in front of Jennifer and smiled flatteringly.
"You didn't come yesterday and so many things piled up for your perusal. I tried my best to help you take care of some of it, but others I really couldn't understand..."
"I see, I will do it." Jennifer resignedly looked at Rose.
"This girl was good in every aspect, except that she was lazy and greedy." Jennifer thought.
"Where did you go yesterday? I don't think you applied for leave, but Hans didn't look for you..."
She lay on the pile of documents, blinking her big eyes with a curious face.
Jennifer tugged on the document on the top and stared at her. "If you don't get up, later when Mr. Hans ask for the documents, I will tell him you were responsible for it. Not only you didn't finish it yesterday, but you're still slacking off today."
"Don't, don't, I will get out of the way." Rose quickly stood up, and the black folder broke free, falling into Jennifer's hand easily.
She flipped open a page, with her pen and sticky notes, she carefully took notes.
"Let me tell you a piece of explosive news. Last night, my idol, Jackson had dinner with a young woman."
It was not surprising to hear Rose mentioning Jackson. Rose always mentioned him at least seven or eight times a day, and her ears were getting numb.
Now that she knew Jackson was Desmond, Jennifer still felt a little weird. However, there was only indifference on her face after she processed her feeling internally. "Oh."
Rose was not surprised by Jennifer's indifference. However, she had her trump card and did not believe that Jennifer would not be stunned by it.
"Aren't you curious who my idol had dinner with last night?"
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