Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)

Chapter 1559

The call to Hansen was like the one to Jacky's. There was still no news to be told.

Hansen put his phone down and looked at Jepherson. He had been putting on a tough look, but Hansen could see that his son was on the verge of collapsing.

"Take a rest." Hansen stood up. His gaze, as deep as the sea as if they could penetrate and see through the surveillance footage.

"She's no longer in Capital City. Dispatch teams to search for her outside. Send out notices and promise those who find her with rewards. As long as anyone finds her, we're willing to give up all assets for her return."

With that, Hansen turned around and headed outside. Jenna immediately stood up and followed him.

After exiting the door, Jenna caught up with Hansen and tugged at his sleeves. "Hansen?"

"I'm willing to give anything for her return. No news may be good news." Hansen pulled his beloved wife into his arms and gave a light yet heavy pat on her shoulder.

Things were never terrifying to those who had never experienced it; for those who did, it was horrifyingly unimaginable.

Jepherson went to a chair and settled down on it, shutting his eyes with a heavy heart.

Raeleigh was carried into a cell. Once they entered the door, she was flung onto the bed, nearly unable to get up. When she finally did, Octus had already taken his pants off. Out of desperation, she jumped out of bed and wrapped a chain around Octus's neck. Octus struggled while she tried to strangle him, using all her strength with her feet pushed against the wall.

The chain was not thick, but Octus struggled and suffocated.

At the door, a group of people leaned against it, peeping into the room. When they saw that Raeleigh was strangling Octus, they shouted for help and fled.

Raeleigh had no choice; she wouldn't be able to live after she killed Octus anyway.

The cell door opened with a loud bang. Octus had his greasy tongue stuck out, his chubby face was in the colour of an eggplant.

Raeleigh gritted her teeth. "If you won't let me live, I will not let you die a peaceful death either."

Seeing Octus dying, the man at the door called out to stop her, "Come down. Let him go. I want you." "Do you really mean it? Do you want her?" The short guy at the door questioned in bewilderment. The person who had spoken was tall and handsome; he didn't look like he belonged here no matter how. What was more, his eyes were cold without the slightest warmth.

Raeleigh shook her head. "I don't believe you. I want to call the Richards; I'm Jepherson Richards's wife. You brought me here; I will raze this place to the ground."

"How mighty of you. People here are either all ruthless or from rich and noble backgrounds. Do you think the Richards family is all that great?"

"I don't know, but I'm a responsible citizen. You brought me here; I wanted to give you money, but you wouldn't accept it. Now that I'm going to die, I will drag all of you down with me!" C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

Raeleigh fixed her eyes on the person who was talking, who then wore a malicious smile as he promised, "Kill him. I'll protect you, and no one will dare touch you."

After giving it some thought, Raeleigh gritted her teeth and loosened her grip on Octus, who was kicking and struggling.

The moment she did so, Octus reacted at once. He grabbed Raeleigh's hand and threw her over his shoulders from the bed to the ground. Raeleigh rolled on the ground in pain. He then wanted to stomp her to death. Seeing that, she grabbed his feet, but she did not have much strength left. When his foot was inches away from her chest, she grabbed the chain on her neck and wrapped it around his ankle. The moment she gave it a forceful pull, Octus lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Raeleigh clambered up unsteadily and walked toward Octus. Octus was about to stand up when Raeleigh pulled the chain and swung it at his head.

Octus grabbed the chain and pulled her over, leading her to slam onto the ground with a loud thud. Then he turned over and pressed his body against hers. When he was about to take off Raeleigh's pants, she wrapped the chain around his neck and pulled it with all her might.

Everyone watched, especially the man who had told Raeleigh to kill Octus.

He was watching the scene unfolding in front of him, indifferent.

When Raeleigh's hands bled, he walked away.

Others didn't dare to make a sound. Not long after, Raeleigh freed herself from under Octus while the stout lay on the ground, dead.

Everyone's gaze on Raeleigh was laced with fear. Raeleigh's figure was excellent, but she looked weak. Octus's weight was enough to crush Raeleigh to death, but she still managed to kill him.

So when Raeleigh walked out of the cell dragging the chain, everyone locked their eyes on her. Her hands and legs were bloody, her face swollen with bruises.

Staring back at them, Raeleigh looked at the person from before and walked toward him.

After coming to a stop in front of him, Raeleigh looked straight in his eyes and demanded, "I killed him. Now I need a phone."

The man raised his head and said, "I can't help you."

Gripping the chain tightly in her grasp, Raeleigh then proceeded to wrap it around his neck. The man glanced at Raeleigh's body before holding her by her waist, lifting her onto his lap. With a toss, Raeleigh stumbled into his arms. It was dark before she knew anything else.

The prison burst up in an uproar, whereas Austin Quirk sat on the chair with Raeleigh in his arms, remaining unmoved. He looked at the girl, lifted her hair which covered half of her face, and studied her face.

His eyebrows twitched. A wife of the Richards family?

While the prison was in a mess, the correctional officer who had brought Raeleigh in brought his colleagues over. Soon, everyone was facing the wall with their hands behind their heads, squatting.

The cold water from the water jet high above sprayed down like pouring rain. All the correctional officers wore raincoats and rain boots while the prisoners squatted obediently.

Because of the rain, Raeleigh's face turned paler, with blood dripping down her hands and legs.

Austin wrapped Raeleigh's head in his arms and looked up at the correctional officer, who had walked to him. He slowly looked up, fixing his gaze on the officer.

"Are you going to rebel, Austin?"

"She's mine now."

Austin got up, picked up Raeleigh, and walked toward his cell. His two lackeys immediately followed him.

"Are you going to marry her, Austin?"

"Shut up. Don't come in."

Austin entered the cell and closed the door. In the whole of the prison, only Austin's cell had windows, an independent bathroom, an air vent, and an air conditioner. Everything he needed was available.