Nana felt a tumultuous discomfort throughout her body, lying against Carl’s chest, crying, “I feel terrible.”
“Nana, you’re drunk. Let me take you back. Where are you staying now?” Watching the intoxicated woman in his arms, crying incessantly, Carl felt an unexpected pang of heartache. He patted her shoulder and comforted her.
“I don’t want to go back. I want to drink.” Nana, with teary eyes, staggered towards the bar again.
Carl quickly grabbed her. “Stop drinking; you’re already drunk.”
“Don’t mind me.” Nana tried to push Carl away, but she couldn’t budge him.
Jane rushed to the bar and witnessed the scene of Carl and Nana struggling.
“Jane, you’re here; that’s great.” Carl, upon seeing Jane, felt relieved. “Nana is drunk; come and take a look.”
Jane hurried forward and supported Nana. “Are you okay? Why did you drink so much?”
As soon as Nana saw Jane, she cried even more sadly. “Jane, I’m in so much pain. Tell me, why did William break up with me?”
“Nana, don’t be like this. Let me take you home first.” Jane held onto Nana, leading her towards the bar’s exit.
“Jane, I’ll drive you.” Carl followed after them.
“Hey, Carl, you called us to the bar and then left?” One of Carl’s friends stopped him.
Carl glared at him. “Can’t you see I’m busy? Play on your own; I’ll come back after I’m done.”
“Alright, alright. You’re a guy who values love over friendship!” Carl’s friend’s gaze fell on Jane. “Isn’t she Mr. Pansy’s fiancée? By the way, she’s become quite popular recently, with all those rumors about her and Mr. Pansy, and that Tang guy. I say, Carl, are you trying to take advantage and snatch Mr. Pansy’s fiancée?”
“Nonsense! My feelings for Jane are admiration and respect, got it?” Carl was speechless.
Ignoring his friend, Carl caught up with Jane. “Jane, wait for me. My car is over there; let me get it for you.”
“Thanks.” Jane smiled.
Soon, Carl parked the car in front of Jane and opened the door. “Jane, get in.”
Jane, supporting Nana, got into Carl’s car.
Throughout the journey, Nana kept crying. “William said he fell in love with someone else and wanted to break up with me. We’ve been together for five years; why would he break up so easily?”
“Enough, Nana. Don’t think about it now. We can talk about it tomorrow.” Watching Nana, who drank to drown her sorrows and was now thoroughly drunk, Jane sighed with helplessness.
“Jane, what’s wrong with Nana?” Carl, who was driving, vaguely heard Nana mentioning a breakup. He couldn’t help but ask.
Jane sighed lightly. “I’m not sure of the details. It seems like her boyfriend broke up with her.”
Carl nodded; no wonder Nana was so heartbroken.
He had never seen a woman so devastated by a man before.
In their entertainment industry, relationships came and went, and nobody treated them so seriously.
An unusual feeling surged in Carl’s heart at that moment.
Just then, a retching sound-
Nana vomited.
“Nana, what’s wrong?” Jane was somewhat concerned.
Nana shook her head, leaving a mess in Carl’s car.
“I’m sorry, Carl, for dirtying your car,” Jane apologized repeatedly.
Seeing Nana’s pale face through the rearview mirror, Carl felt an inexplicable ache. “Jane, the car is a minor issue. Nana seems really unwell. Should we take her to the hospital?”
“No need; she’s just drunk,” Jane replied, looking down at Nana, clearly showing signs of intoxication.
Carl dropped Nana and Jane off at the hotel. “If there’s anything I can help with, feel free to call me.”
“No need, you can go back. Thanks for your help tonight,” Jane said with a smile. “You’ve been a lifesaver, Carl. Your concerns for Jane are my concerns.”
“Thank you,” Jane said, guiding Nana to the room.
“Be careful, Nana.” Jane assisted Nana, carefully helping her onto the bed. “Rest well. If there’s anything, we can talk about it tomorrow.”
Nana spent a sorrowful night, feeling emotionally drained. Soon, she fell into a deep sleep.
Jane sighed softly, sitting at the bedside, watching over Nana.
She picked up her phone and noticed several missed calls, all from Patrick.
Her phone must have accidentally been set to silent.
Wondering why he called so many times, Jane was about to call back when Patrick’s call came again.
Jane answered, “What’s wrong? Why did you call me so many times? Is there an emergency?”
“Where are you? Why didn’t you pick up my calls?” Patrick’s clear voice came through the phone.
“My phone was accidentally on silent,” Jane explained.
“Where are you? With Osborn?” Patrick’s tone carried a hint of jealousy.
He had been trying to reach Jane all night without success.
“Nonsense. Nana got drunk, and I just took her back to the hotel,” Jane replied.
“Is that so?” Patrick’s lips curled slightly, his tone nonchalant.
“Of course. Nana and her boyfriend had some issues. She went to the bar to drown her sorrows and got drunk. She was even about to be taken advantage of, but thankfully, Carl came to her rescue. I’ve been busy all night and didn’t even have time for dinner…” Jane pursed her lips.
Before she could finish, Patrick hung up the phone.
“What…?” Jane was speechless. Could he be thinking she and Osborn were together?
So petty.
Jane hung up the phone, looked down at the sleeping Nana, and sighed with a heavy heart.
She hadn’t met William, and her knowledge of Nana and William’s relationship was only occasional snippets from Nana. Every time Nana talked to William on the phone, she exuded a sweet yet slightly bitter aura of a woman in love.
But now…
As Jane lamented, a knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.
Who could it be at this late hour?
She stood up, opened the door, and was surprised to see Patrick’s tall and handsome figure.
“Patrick, why are you here?” Jane exclaimed.
Patrick stepped into the room, glancing deeply at Jane. His magnetic voice sounded, “I missed you, so I came.”