“Well, do you think I’m afraid of you?” Candice didn’t back down, issuing a threat, “Jane, let me tell you, the person Patrick loves is me! Eight years ago, I saved him, and it destined him to be mine! I’m sure you’ve seen it. For these eight years, he’s been looking for me, never forgetting about me!”
Seeing that she had completely provoked Candice, Jane’s lips curled slightly.
Good, Candice took the bait.
This time, her plan was to intentionally make Candice believe that she had lost her place in Patrick’s heart completely. She was about to get engaged to Patrick soon, and this woman would surely act recklessly, making some outrageous moves. Then, she would inevitably expose herself.
As long as she exposed herself, there was no fear of not finding out the truth!
“Tsk.” Jane sighed deeply, planning to deliver an even more devastating blow to Candice.
She looked at Candice suspiciously, scanning her up and down. “Actually, Candice, if you examine your conscience, are you really the innocent and lovely Candy that Patrick keeps talking about?”
Her gaze was penetrating, as if she could see into Candice’s inner thoughts.
Hearing this, Candice couldn’t help but feel a shock in her heart.
What did Jane mean by saying this?
Could it be… Jane had discovered something?
No, it couldn’t be.
Candice carefully recollected. For these past few days, she hadn’t shown any flaws. Even Patrick hadn’t suspected her.
Jane couldn’t have found out anything!
Thinking this, Candice lifted her chin defiantly, fearlessly meeting Jane’s gaze, and replied firmly, “Of course!”
Jane coldly sneered, “But you don’t resemble the innocent, kind, and cute Candy in Patrick’s mouth at all. You are malicious, scheming, and full of deceit. None of it matches the Candy Patrick talks about.”
Candice tossed her long hair, looking around the empty underground parking lot. “If it weren’t for you stealing Patrick away, how could I have done so many things? Jane, don’t think you’re the only good person here. Haven’t you pretended in front of Patrick too?”
“Hmph!” Candice snorted coldly, lifted her handbag onto her shoulder, and turned to leave.
Jane stared at Candice’s departing figure, lost in thought.
She believed that at this moment, Candice had fallen into the carefully woven net she set.
However…
Watching Candice leave, Jane squinted her eyes. She had just seen what seemed to be a deep scar on Candice’s wrist.
For some reason, that scar seemed familiar…
Jane had never noticed it before, and only now did she see it.
Hiss!
Jane’s mind repeatedly replayed the image of that scar, and suddenly her clear mind throbbed in pain.
Jane took in a sharp breath, covering her head, instinctively closing her eyes.
In her mind, like a movie playing, there were sudden flashes of scenes.
Both unfamiliar and familiar.
“Run quickly, no one will find you!” A little girl shouted to another little boy. She looked anxious, glancing around.
The little boy seemed familiar, Jane felt like she had seen him somewhere. He didn’t leave; instead, he seemed to be holding someone’s hand, insisting that she follow him.
The jealous little girl, just then, a fierce-looking man found them. He walked over and slapped the little girl to the ground, where broken glass was scattered.
The girl’s wrist was cut by sharp glass, bleeding profusely. Her ears were full of the girl’s whimpering.
“Jane?”
Patrick’s voice echoed in her ears, and Jane snapped out of it.
She looked up, dazed, at Patrick. Gradually, the face of the little boy in her mind and Patrick’s face overlapped.
And Candice’s wound is exactly like that little girl’s.
What’s going on? How could such a inexplicable scene appear in her mind?
Jane’s heart sank bit by bit. Could Candice really be Candy?
Was the little boy Patrick?
Then who was she?
Jane rubbed her temples, trying to think more clearly. However, her head throbbed, and she couldn’t even conjure up those images from before.
Could it be that she had been thinking too much about uncovering the truth from years ago, leading to hallucinations?
It couldn’t be a hallucination.
Those scenes just now were so real, as if she had experienced them herself.
But how could that be possible?
Back when Patrick and Candy were kidnapped together, she couldn’t have experienced it firsthand.
What on earth was happening?
“What’s wrong with you?” Patrick, seeing Jane silent, pale, and sweating profusely on her forehead, couldn’t help but worry.
He quickly approached, tightly holding Jane’s hand, feeling the dampness in her palm.
“Jane, are you okay?” Patrick’s tone was incredibly nervous.
“I…” Jane glanced at Patrick, the words at the tip of her tongue swallowed back.
She hadn’t figured out what was happening herself.
Jane concealed her emotions, smiled, and said, “I’m fine.”
“Really?” Patrick still felt uneasy. “Did Candice say something to you?”
“I said I’m fine, naturally, I’m fine. Or do you think I’m weaker than her?” Jane pursed her lips.
Patrick, hearing her say this, didn’t press further. He held Jane’s hand and expressed his concern, “Then go back and rest well. You’ve been exhausted for these past few days dealing with Grandfather’s matters.”
At his words, Jane suddenly felt a wave of exhaustion.
She yawned, “Then I’ll go home and rest. Take care of Grandfather. Your body hasn’t fully recovered either.”
“Understood-” Patrick paused, slightly leaned over, and near her ear, his voice extremely gentle, “Future wife!”
His warm breath made Jane ticklish. She blushed and glared at Patrick, “Who’s your future wife? We haven’t even successfully gotten engaged yet!”
Patrick’s handsome face darkened, and he spoke in a deep voice, “Do you want us to fail to get engaged again?”
Faced with Patrick’s sudden coldness, Jane cleared her throat lightly. “I didn’t mean that. Don’t imagine things on your own. Go back quickly!”
Patrick opened the car door for her, and Jane got in.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Jane was about to fasten her seatbelt when Patrick’s handsome face leaned over.
“What are you trying to do?” Jane looked wary.
Patrick’s gaze shot up like a blazing fire. “What do you think?”
“How should I know?” Facing his scorching gaze, Jane raised an eyebrow.
She knew what he wanted to do, but…
“I still remember someone telling me this morning at the hospital that such things should be done in a more private place. I think it’s private enough here. I heard car activities are quite thrilling. How about we give it a try?” Patrick surveyed the car’s interior, and a sexy smile played at the corner of his lips.
Jane’s face instantly turned red.
She was thinking about kissing, and this man was already thinking about car activities!