As Melissa thought about it, her heart couldn’t help but feel a little excited. It seemed like she had the opportunity to ask Beatrice what really happened back then.
“Alright, that’s enough for today,” Patrick said in a deep voice. “Jane and I will have our engagement ceremony next month. The specific date will be announced later.”
After Patrick finished speaking, he took Jane’s hand and they left straight away.
Jane held onto Patrick’s hand as they walked away, their fingers intertwined. She felt the warmth of his fingers on her palm and her heart was filled with warmth.
When they arrived at the hotel parking lot, Patrick opened the car door for Jane like a gentleman and said in his magnetic voice, “Get in.”
“Mhmm, thank you!” Jane sat in the passenger seat and leaned back slightly against the chair. After all that had happened tonight, she felt tired and just wanted to go home to rest.
“Can you take me home?” Jane turned to look at Patrick.
Patrick chuckled softly. “Where do you want to go? I’ve already had your things moved into the Water Moon Community.”
“What?” Jane was surprised as she glared at him. “Who gave you permission to move my things?”
This man always acted first before consulting with others.
“You’re my wife now so we should live together,” Patrick replied nonchalantly.
Previously he had made Jane move out so Queena would believe that they were fighting but now that everything was settled between them, he wanted all of her things moved back into their shared home again because he didn’t want her out of his sight even for a moment longer than necessary.
Jane was speechless.
Patrick drove them both back to the Water Moon Community where Amy greeted them happily upon their arrival saying, “You’re back!”
“Amy.” Facing Amy’s concern towards her well-being over time made Jane smile lightly as if she were family too.
Jane returned to her room, and as expected, Patrick had already moved all her belongings back.
After a quick tidy-up, she headed to the bathroom for a shower, intending to get some rest.
Just after finishing her shower, Jane opened the door to her room and saw Patrick’s tall figure sitting on her bed.
“What are you doing?” Jane walked over a bit irritably, intending to pull him up. “Quickly move, go back to your own room!”
However, Patrick seemed like an immovable wall, incredibly heavy, and no matter how hard Jane tried, she couldn’t budge him.
Not only could she not move, but with a slight pull from Patrick’s big hand, Jane fell into his arms.
Patrick was wearing a white robe with two buttons undone on his chest. His chest was hard and Jane’s forehead hurt when it hit it.
“Ouch!” Jane winced in pain and pushed Patrick away, trying to stand up.
But the next second, her scalp hurt.
Her hair was tangled in the button on Patrick’s chest.
Damn it! Why was she so unlucky…
“Help me untangle my hair from your button,” Jane said helplessly as she asked for Patrick’s help.
Patrick chuckled lowly. “Do it yourself.”
Jane was speechless.
This man was doing this on purpose. If he wanted her to do it herself, then fine!
She deliberately touched and rubbed her hands over Patrick’s chest while searching for the tangled hair with her fingertips.
Patrick’s breath hitched when he felt those soft hands touching him all over his chest; It felt like they were igniting a fire inside of him!
“Don’t move!” With one big hand, Patrick held down Jane’s hands that were wandering around his body. Then he flipped over and pressed her under him. “Do you know what will happen if you provoke me?” He spoke seductively while emphasizing the last syllable of each word.
Before Jane could react, he kissed her lips fiercely.
It had been several days since he tasted the sweetness of those red lips; now that they were back in front of him again made his breathing become erratic.
His strong hands tightly held onto the woman beneath him as their kiss deepened even more.
Her lips were soft and sweet like tempting jelly which made him want more than ever before!
He forcefully pried open Jane’s teeth with his tongue exploring every inch inside of them without stopping until there wasn’t any left unexplored territory left to conquer!
Jane’s face became hot all at once making regret fill up inside of her heart…
If only she knew that this would happen earlier, then maybe she wouldn’t have touched him so carelessly just moments ago…
The temperature in the room kept rising…
Just as Jane thought things couldn’t get any worse today; suddenly, her phone rang loudly interrupting them both mid-kiss…
“I… I have to answer this call,” gasped out Jane while catching some air between words.
“Don’t bother,” said an unhappy looking Patrick after seeing Osborn’s name flash across Jane’s phone screen.
Seeing how jealous Patrick looked right now made Jane think how petty men can be sometimes…
Rolling her eyes at Patrick, Jane replied back sarcastically, “How should I know why Osborn is calling?”
After finishing the words, Jane picked up her phone and answered, “Osborn, what’s going on?”
But it was Osborn’s assistant who replied with a hint of urgency in his voice. “Miss North, Mr. Maltz has had an accident.”
“What?” Jane was shocked and asked quickly, “What happened to Osborn?”
She had just seen him at Patrick’s engagement ceremony earlier. How could he have an accident so suddenly?
The assistant explained over the phone, “Mr. Maltz insisted on going to the set after returning tonight to catch up with filming progress. Unfortunately, he exerted too much force during shooting and reopened his wound. He is now in the hospital.”
Jane furrowed her eyebrows in concern and asked incredulously, “What is Osborn doing? It’s so late at night; he hasn’t fully recovered yet but still insists on working hard for filming progress! Is he trying to kill himself?”
“Which hospital is he in? I’ll go see him right away.” Jane said while biting her lip.
“First Hospital,” replied the assistant.
“Okay, got it! I’m coming right now.” Jane hung up the phone.
As she turned around, she met Patrick’s deep gaze staring at her intently as if questioning why she would go see Osborn this late at night.
“What’s wrong?” She stood up from where she sat before turning back to glare at Patrick coldly, “It’s my artist that got injured while working; as a boss, shouldn’t I go check on them?”
Moreover, it was because of helping her block a bullet that caused Osborn’s injury previously; morally or legally speaking, how could she ignore this matter?
Seeing that Jane insisted on going alone despite his objections, Patrick frowned deeply before saying coldly, “I’ll take you there.”