At this moment, Jane, unlike her usual gentle self, exhibited the same coldness and seriousness as Patrick, with a hint of warning. This time was just a small punishment, but if Florence tried anything again, Jane wouldn’t show mercy.
Florence stared at Jane in disbelief, her eyes filled with resentment, surprise, and confusion. Soon, these emotions were replaced by one called “hatred.” She wouldn’t let Jane continue to revel in her triumph!
“Jane, you wait and see!”
Florence, in a low voice, uttered these words with gritted teeth, turned away, and slammed the door shut with a resounding bang. Jane, looking at the closed door, shook her head helplessly and sat on the sofa.
Well, she wasn’t in the mood to keep an eye on Florence all the time. It was more important to focus on making “Farewell My Concubine” a successful and award-winning film.
Water Moon Community.
Ever since Candice moved into Patrick’s apartment, she couldn’t be happier. She had started considering herself the mistress of the place, but that wasn’t enough for her. She aimed to become the legitimate future mistress of the Pansy family.
“Patrick, why did you only come back now?”
It was already 8 PM, and Candice had been sitting on the couch, occasionally glancing at the clock on the wall. When she heard the sound of the door opening, she smiled and walked to the entrance to greet Patrick.
Patrick ruffled her hair, smiling as he said, “There were a lot of things going on at the company, and I closed a deal, so I came back a bit late.”
Candice, who had been watching him with worry, finally smiled upon hearing his explanation. She pulled Patrick to the dining table, where she had prepared a few dishes herself. Candice filled two plates and placed one in front of Patrick.
“Patrick, this is a meal I made. Try it.”
Patrick took a bite, using his fork to pick up a few pieces and put them into his mouth. After savoring the taste, he nodded and, as if suddenly remembering something, said to Candice, “By the way, Candy, although your condition has improved, you still need to take care of your health. I’m not always at home, so I found a nurse to accompany you. I asked her to move in and take care of you, always paying attention to your physical condition. This way, if anything happens, you can inform me right away.”
Candice was momentarily stunned, glancing at the bowl in her hands. Her so-called terminal illness had been a ruse. What if the nurse Patrick brought found out?
Patrick had been watching her, observing Candice’s reaction. He cautiously asked, “What’s wrong? Aren’t you happy?”
Candice, coming back to her senses, shook her head with a smile. “No, I was just thinking, wouldn’t this be too much trouble for you?”
“How could it be? I’ve already made arrangements, and the nurse will come tomorrow.”
After dinner, Patrick continued working in his study, and Candice had a plan in mind. She couldn’t bear to see Patrick and her stuck in this kind of relationship forever. Only by taking a decisive step forward could she completely put her mind at ease, ensuring that Patrick and Jane wouldn’t rekindle their old flame.
She changed into a new lace nightgown, holding a bowl of mung bean soup, and walked to the study. Lightly knocking on the door, she revealed a sweet smile.
“Patrick, this is mung bean soup I made. Have a sip.”
Candice placed the mung bean soup on the table. With a shallow groove visible between her breasts, she hadn’t expected Patrick to merely glance at her before returning to his work.
“Thank you for your hard work. Just leave it there; I’ll drink it later.”
“Oh…” Candice quickly concealed the trace of disappointment in her eyes. She couldn’t believe that, standing here as a beautiful girl, Patrick wasn’t moved at all. With this thought, she interlocked her fingers with Patrick’s, smoothly sat on his lap, placed her hands around his neck, and softly whispered, “Patrick, it’s so late, and you’ve been busy at the company all day. Instead of staring at the computer now, you should rest early.”
As she spoke, she intentionally closed the distance between them. When it got closer and closer, she gently lowered her eyes, intending to kiss the thin lips in front of her. The atmosphere became extremely ambiguous, but just before the impending kiss, Patrick pressed her shoulders.
Candice, bewildered, looked at Patrick, and the fingers on his shoulder tightened slightly.
Patrick increased the distance between them, still polite and gentle as he said, “Candy, it’s already very late, and I have a few things to handle. We have a meeting at the company tomorrow. You’re not feeling well, so don’t catch a cold. Go back to the bedroom and rest.”
“Patrick…”
Candice widened her eyes. She hadn’t expected Patrick to refuse. After being stunned for a while, she still couldn’t give up and tried to say something.
But after seeing Patrick’s expression, the confidence that had just surged within her was instantly extinguished.
Candice reluctantly let go of Patrick’s hand, nodded, and said, “Then, I’ll go back to sleep. Patrick, you should rest early too.”
Patrick nodded. As the door closed, his gaze finally relaxed.
However, not even three hours later, Candice’s panicked voice could be faintly heard from outside, “Patrick, Patrick…!”
Patrick pushed the door open and found that the sound came from the bedroom. He quickly walked over, opened the bedroom door, and saw Candice, pale, sitting up. When she turned to look at the door, her movements were stiff, as if she had seen something terrifying.
Candice blinked and finally dared to speak when she saw Patrick. With obvious sobbing in her voice, she said, “Patrick, I’m scared…”
Patrick walked to the bedside, held Candice’s hand, and asked with concern, “Candy, what happened? Did you have a nightmare?”
Candice, encircling Patrick’s waist with both hands, leaned against his embrace and pitifully said, “Patrick, I’m scared… I just dreamed of the days when we were held hostage in that small cabin. They didn’t let me meet you… It was so terrifying.”
Patrick pressed his lips tightly, his gaze momentarily wandering, but he quickly regained composure. He gently patted Candice’s back and spoke softly, “It was just a dream. It’s okay now; waking up means it’s over. Candy… you won’t experience those days again. Don’t worry, don’t be afraid.”
“I know.”
Candice nodded gently, looked up, and almost pleadingly gazed at Patrick. “But, Patrick, I’m still very scared… I can’t sleep. Can you accompany me?”