“Husband…” This term of endearment immediately pleased Patrick. He stood up suddenly, took a step with his long legs, and sat down next to Jane.
“What did you just call me?” Patrick raised an eyebrow and looked at Jane with a smile that was not quite a smile.
Jane only then realized that she had just called him “husband”. What was wrong with her? She blurted out such a title. It was really embarrassing.
Her face turned red, and she whispered, “I didn’t call you anything.”
“Is that so?” Patrick chuckled softly. “I heard it.”
He leaned in close to Jane’s ear, his magnetic voice ringing out. “I like hearing you call me like that. Call me again.”
“You’re annoying…” Jane pouted and glared at Patrick.
Her half-shy and half-angry look was particularly tempting in Patrick’s eyes.
Before Jane could say anything else, Patrick sealed her lips directly with his own. His kiss tasted familiar – sweet and tempting as always – making him more addicted to it by the second.
In an instant, the unique masculine scent of Patrick filled every corner of Jane’s nose. The two kissed passionately as their breaths intertwined…
Patrick’s kiss became deeper as he put his hands under the hem of Jane’s clothes without stopping for even a moment… Everywhere he touched felt like flames igniting on her body – hot hot hot!
The indescribable feelings between them spread slowly throughout Jane’s heart bit by bit.
“Don’t do this…” murmured Jane softly while subconsciously wrapping her arms around the man’s neck before her.
This unconscious action made Patrick hold his breath for a moment; deep within those dark eyes swirled an unusual light while one hand continued exploring every inch of space on top of Jane’s body…
Just when they couldn’t bear to part from each other during their passionate kiss any longer, there came knocking on the door.
“Someone is here!” Startled back into reality all at once, Jane pushed away from Patrick’s embrace hastily straightening out what little remained intact from their previous actions together.
Patrick cursed inwardly before speaking unkindly, “Come in.”
Morton pushed open the door; what met his eyes were two people who appeared very much unsatisfied…
While Jane’s face flushed red due to embarrassment over disheveled clothing, the CEO office seemed filled with extremely ambiguous atmosphere; anyone could tell something had happened here recently…
Morton couldn’t help but twitched at one corner of mouth: Okay… Once again he interrupted CEO big shot’s good time together!
Morton walked in with a determined look on his face and handed Patrick a document without looking away. “Sir, this file needs your signature after you review it,” he said.
Patrick gave Morton a cold glance and signed his name on the document with flourish. He then ordered, “Get out!”
Feeling the pressure from his boss, Morton quickly took the file and stuttered, “Yes, sir. Miss North… I didn’t see anything. You can continue.”
Jane remained silent.
Outside of Antony’s villa in the suburbs…
Queena sat on the couch in her room staring intently at a timed explosive device in her hand.
In her mind’s eye appeared Patrick’s tall and handsome figure that she had loved for so many years. The man she loved was about to get engaged to Jane!
Queena wanted to hate Patrick so much that she could follow Antony’s plan to blow herself up with him and Jane during their engagement ceremony.
But she found that she couldn’t do it.
It wasn’t because Queena was afraid of death; it was because… she couldn’t bear for Patrick to die even though he had been so cruel to her by sending her to prison himself.
She still loved him deeply despite everything he had done.
So these past few days, Queena had been secretly following Jane trying to find an opportunity but hadn’t found one yet.
Whenever Queena thought of Jane, hatred filled her eyes completely!
Originally when she pretended as Candy, Patrick never suspected anything about Queena. He treated Candy very well which made Queena feel incredibly happy!
But all of this was ruined by that bitch Jane! It was Jane who exposed everything about Queena in front of Patrick! It was also Jane who stole away the man whom Queena loved deeply!
Jane!!
Queena tightly held onto the timed explosive device; there would be no mercy for this bitch! She wanted nothing more than for Jane dead without any burial place!
The door creaked open…
Antony walked into the room and glanced at Queena before asking sternly, “Where did you go today?”
Queene snapped out of it and put down the timed explosive device before bowing apologetically, “Nowhere special brother; I just went out because I felt bored.”
“Out just like that?” Antony’s face turned cold as he grabbed hold of Queena’s chin tightly, “Don’t forget you are now a fugitive! Are you tired living already?!”
“I’m sorry brother!” Her chin hurt from being pinched too hard causing shivers throughout Queena’s body, “I won’t do it again!”
“You better behave and not play any tricks!” Antony pushed Queena onto the bed and looked down at her, “Don’t forget, you begged me to help you.”
“Brother, I will do as you say. I won’t let Jane or Patrick get away!” Queena gritted her teeth.
Only then did Antony nod in satisfaction. “Remember what you said!”
…
Carl had been busy filming a music video for the past few days and came home late every night.
Nana lay on the bed absentmindedly scrolling through her phone.
Why hadn’t Carl come back yet?
Just when Nana was tossing and turning unable to sleep, Carl walked into the room. “Still awake?”
“Why did it take you so long?” Nana sat up and asked softly.
Carl sat down beside the bed, put his arm around Nana’s shoulder, and explained, “We’re rushing to finish filming this MV these days so we have to work overtime.”
“Is it with that Grace again?” Nana’s tone carried a hint of jealousy she didn’t even realize herself.
“Yes.” Carl nodded.
Seeing that this woman was jealous of him made Carl secretly pleased. This woman finally learned how to care about him.
Carl gently hugged Nana from behind, feeling her body temperature against his own.
“Well… didn’t you know that Grace was going to be in the MV beforehand?”
Although Carl had already explained everything clearly, there was still some jealousy lingering in Nana’s heart.
Carl stroked Nana’s belly slowly as he spoke, “Of course not! I didn’t even know she entered showbiz until she walked through that door.”
Nana trusted what Carl said; she nodded slightly before shyly snuggling into his arms.
“From now on call me about everything.” She whispered softly; only today did she realize how much she cared for him.
The two embraced each other all night long in silence.