Jane heard a voice and instinctively turned around, Joseph following suit with a puzzled expression.
When Jane saw the man approaching, she breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed like she would be able to escape safely tonight. But then…
“Why are you here?” Jane was confused. “Didn’t I tell you not to come?”
Patrick strode over with an aggressive demeanor, having seen Joseph talking to Jane earlier and feeling jealous beyond belief. He didn’t have the patience to explain himself; he simply grabbed Jane’s hand and pulled her behind him.
“Come on, let’s go home.”
Jane wasn’t sure what was going on but allowed herself to be led away by Patrick with a resigned sigh. It looked like he was just being possessive again.
However, as soon as they started walking away together, Joseph spoke up, “You can’t take her!”
Patrick stopped in his tracks and turned around with a dangerous glint in his eye. He had studied French before so he understood exactly what Joseph had said.
“What did you say?”
The commotion attracted the attention of some people who were leaving the party at that moment; Michelle had just seen off one of her friends when she heard voices nearby and couldn’t help but watch Patrick closely from where she stood on the stairs.
[Is he here for Jane?]
Joseph knew that there were many people watching them now but wasn’t afraid; his gaze fell upon Jane as he spoke up again. He didn’t just want to possess her physically but also emotionally.
“I said let her go! I met her first and she doesn’t even know who you are!”
Patrick was taken aback for a moment before bursting out laughing at what seemed like an absurd joke. How could this guy be so confident?
He reached out and forcefully tapped Joseph’s shoulder, glaring at him with a cold expression. “Did she tell you herself that she doesn’t know me, or did you come up with that on your own? Let me tell you something. Jane is my woman, my fiancée. No matter how you feel today, it’s best for you to stay away from her.”
After saying this, Patrick pursed his lips and led Jane away.
Joseph still had a look of surprise on his face as he watched the two leave. He couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed and turned around instinctively only to see Michelle standing outside the door.
The girl was also feeling upset after seeing Patrick take Jane away. When she caught Joseph’s gaze, she lowered her head and avoided eye contact before returning to the villa in despair.
Patrick walked quickly and urgently while Jane struggled to keep up in her high heels. She attempted to call out to him, “Patrick, what’s wrong? Slow down! I can’t keep up with your pace.”
Although Patrick was holding back his anger inside of him, he didn’t want Jane to suffer either so he slowed down his steps without easing off his grim expression. However when they got into the car together, he remained sullen without saying a word.
Jane sat in the passenger seat feeling suddenly uneasy as she sensed something was off about Patrick today. She knew all too well how he would react but right now all that filled her mind were doubts.
“Patrick… what happened today? Why did you suddenly come pick me up?”
Facing Jane’s question, Patrick didn’t say a word. Instead, he drove the car quickly. As soon as they opened the door to enter the house, with Jane still standing at the entrance, Patrick reached out and cupped her face, forcefully kissing her.
Jane couldn’t dodge in time, instinctively making a whimpering sound, and she even tasted a metallic tang.
Her lips were bitten and slightly bleeding.
After a while, Patrick finally let her go, still panting heavily. His eyes were tinged with red. Jane furrowed her brows and brushed Patrick’s hand away. She didn’t like Patrick acting like this, as if he were a lunatic.
“What happened to you today?”
Only after kissing Jane did Patrick finally calm down somewhat; only then could be sure that she belonged solely to him!
He wiped his lower lip and said in a deep voice, “If I hadn’t come today, you wouldn’t have known what that Joseph guy might have done to you. In the future, you’re not allowed to dance with anyone else. I can’t stand seeing them lay a finger on you, understand?”
Great…he’s angry again…
After hearing Patrick’s words, Jane suddenly realized what was going on. She couldn’t help but feel both angry and amused. It was just a dance, what was the big deal? Did Patrick think she couldn’t take care of herself? Did he really need to restrict her like this?
She let out a sigh and looked away, speechless.
“Can you stop acting like a child and being jealous all the time? Joseph and I were just dancing, you’re being petty,” she said.
Jane was starting to get fed up with Patrick’s mood swings. She didn’t even bother trying to calm him down this time. Instead, she complained before heading straight into her study.
“I’m going to work on the design draft.”
Patrick sat alone on the couch feeling sulky as he watched her leave.
He turned his head back for one last glance at Jane with resignation mixed with anger and reluctance in his eyes. But lovers fight all the time; it doesn’t mean they stay mad forever.
It was almost eleven o’clock now, so Patrick decided it would be better to make peace rather than stewing in silence any longer. Besides, this wasn’t exactly a formal dinner party; everyone knew that they were there to have fun.
He went into the kitchen where he skillfully started cooking while cutting vegetables at lightning speed. He made Jane a bowl of noodles before gently pushing open her study door without knocking first.
As soon as he walked in, he saw that Jane had been staring intently at her computer screen while working on some designs for their project together.
Patrick sighed heavily before walking over towards where she sat by placing her bowl of noodles next to her hand saying, “Alright then… don’t be mad anymore okay? You haven’t eaten anything properly since we got here anyway so why don’t you eat this first before continuing your work?”
“I can’t let my wife get sick,” he added jokingly when handing over the food bowl which made Jane forget about being angry for a moment as she smiled gratefully at him while taking it from him.
Jane was a bit upset, but as she got busy, she forgot about everything. Patrick’s words echoed in her ears, and she paused in moving the mouse, looking up at the man.
“Aren’t you angry anymore?” Jane asked.
Patrick nodded slightly, sitting beside her, and said helplessly, “I was just jealous. I’ve figured it out now. You can’t blame me. After all, the woman I’ve set my eyes on is the best. Naturally, I’m afraid others might have improper thoughts about you.”