“Hmm?” Jane was taken aback.
Wasn’t he just cold and angry, thinking she had spent the night with Osborn?
Now he suddenly appeared at the hotel, not to mention his affectionate demeanor, leaving Jane extremely puzzled.
“I brought you dinner and your favorite mirror cake. Eat up,” Patrick placed the takeout box on the table. “You can’t skip dinner no matter how busy you are.”
Patrick had heard from Jane that she had been busy all night, neglecting dinner. He felt sorry for her.
Originally, he wanted to personally cook a hearty dinner for Jane and bring it over, but he was afraid it might take too long, and Jane would starve.
So, he went and bought Jane’s favorite dinner and mirror cake.
Jane’s heart warmed at his words.
This man always surprised her unexpectedly.
She reached out and took a piece of mirror cake-soft, sticky, and as delicious as ever.
“What happened to Nana?” Patrick lowered his gaze to the sleeping Nana and frowned.
Jane whispered, “Her boyfriend broke up with her. She’s not in a good mood.”
“Hmm?” Patrick smiled slightly. In his impression, Nana was a strong girl.
Jane briefly explained Nana and William’s situation to Patrick.
Finally, she sighed, “Love can be so fragile. Take Nana, for example. She persisted in this relationship for five years, only to be hurt so deeply in the end.”
“Jane.” Seeing Jane looking so preoccupied, Patrick extended his well-defined hand, holding Jane’s hand seriously. “Rest assured, I will make you the happiest woman in the world. I will never let you down in this lifetime!”
With these words, Patrick lowered his head and kissed the tempting red lips in front of him.
Her lips were, as always, sweet and soft, like jelly, incredibly enticing.
As their lips touched, the electric feeling made Jane tremble all over.
“Don’t do this; Nana might see us.” Jane blushed, trying to push Patrick away.
Patrick, however, seemed reluctant to stop. “What’s there to fear? She’s asleep.”
“That’s not right. What if she wakes up?” Jane took a deep breath, though she knew Nana wouldn’t wake up at this time, she still felt awkward.
She wasn’t used to being so intimate with Patrick in front of others.
“Jane, I really miss you. I can’t bear to be apart for a moment,” Patrick’s chin rested on Jane’s forehead. “Let’s get engaged as soon as possible!”
“Hmm,” Jane pondered. “Once we resolve Candice’s matter, it should be about time.”
“But I can’t wait a moment longer,” Patrick raised an eyebrow.
Jane smiled. “You don’t seem like such an impatient person.”
She stood up and said, “Alright, you should go back to the hospital to check on your Candy. Thank you for the dinner.”
Patrick’s gaze dimmed slightly.
This woman, was she so eager to push him away to another woman?
Even if it was just acting, she really wouldn’t get jealous?
Seeing Patrick silent, Jane pushed and shoved him out of the room.
That night, Jane sat at Nana’s bedside, accompanying her throughout.
The next morning, Nana woke up, feeling a splitting headache.
As she opened her eyes, she saw Jane.
“Jane, why are you here?” Nana rubbed her temples, looking confused.
“You’re awake? You got drunk last night, and I brought you back to the hotel,” Jane said with concern.
Thinking of what happened yesterday, Nana’s face darkened.
She pursed her lips and said sadly, “William called me yesterday and said he wanted to break up.”
“Why?” Jane pressed.
“He said he fell in love with another woman.” Nana swallowed hard, a layer of mist forming in her eyes.
She sniffed, “But I don’t believe it! He promised to love me forever, how could he suddenly fall in love with someone else? There must be another reason. I need to find him, I must confront him face to face.”
“But, do you know where he is?” Jane asked with a furrowed brow.
Nana shook her head, feeling somewhat defeated.
“How about this, I’ll have Anthony look into it.” Seeing her best friend in such a distraught state, Jane felt a pang of heartache.
Originally, Jane didn’t understand why Nana was so persistent in this relationship.
However, since she started dating Patrick, Jane understood that when you love someone, you’re willing to sacrifice everything for them.
Perhaps that’s what love is-being happy when the person you love is happy and feeling sad when they’re hurt.
“Thank you, Jane,” Nana said with a bitter heart.
“Don’t worry too much. When you see him, have a good talk. If he truly fell in love with someone else and betrayed you, breaking up now might be for the best. It’s better than regretting it in the future,” Jane comforted.
Nana nodded thoughtfully.
The Doyle family mansion.
Florence looked at the overwhelming scandals about Jane online, a slight smirk on her lips.
“Florence, now Jane’s reputation is completely ruined, and Patrick won’t like her anymore,” Erica tried to please her.
“So what?” Florence slammed her phone down. “Even if there’s no Jane, there’s still a Candice.”
Whether it was Jane or Candice, they were both huge threats to Florence.
Both women had a history with Patrick-one as his first love, and the other as his fiancée. Although the two were currently at odds, Florence couldn’t just sit back and reap the benefits.
Florence couldn’t wait any longer; she was eager to have Patrick, that outstanding man, all to herself.
However, Patrick remained indifferent and distant, not even sparing her a second glance.
Initially, Florence planned to follow Beatrice’s route, trying to gain Beatrice’s favor to get closer to Patrick.
But now, Patrick and Beatrice’s relationship had soured, and there were rumors that Patrick had even confined Beatrice. This strategy was no longer viable.
“Florence, be patient. Mr. Pansy and Jane are at odds because of Candice. Candice doesn’t have much time left with her terminal illness. Just wait until then…”
Before Erica could finish her sentence, Florence impatiently interrupted, “Wait for what? How long do you want me to wait! If I wait any longer, Patrick will be engaged to someone else!
Don’t forget Jane’s cunning tricks. Even if she and Patrick are at odds for a while, who knows if she’ll come back to seduce him in a few days! And that Candice, who knows if she’s really in the late stages of cancer? What if she doesn’t die?”
Seeing Florence’s angry expression, Erica cautiously asked, “Florence, what do you mean then?”