Jane blinked, but she seemed to have seen something, and the smile on her lips grew even wider.
Osborn looked at Jane’s smiling face and hesitated for a moment. But in the next second, Patrick appeared and wrapped his arm around Jane’s waist. The two of them leaned intimately against each other.
This scene deeply pierced Osborn’s eyes. His fingers holding the glass of wine trembled slightly.
Patrick seemed to notice Osborn standing beside them. He glanced at him indifferently before leading Jane away.
Finally, Jane nodded towards Osborn before leaving with Patrick. Osborn watched her leave with a bitter smile on his lips.
He wanted to leave too, but he couldn’t move his feet at all. His heart was filled with an unusual bitterness because Jane was the woman he had loved for three years.
Today, she held an engagement ceremony with another man – Patrick – and he was about to lose her completely…
Osborn lifted his glass of wine and drank it all in one go.
Patrick led Jane onto the dance floor where they swayed gently to the music that enveloped them both. She rested her head on Patrick’s shoulder as they danced together gracefully like two heavenly beings in love.
“Mr. Pansy, you didn’t even invite me; you just started dancing?” said Jane playfully as she tilted her head and winked at him quietly.
Patrick didn’t reply; instead he lightly squeezed her waist which made her laugh softly in response. When she looked up again, she saw their interlocked rings rubbing against each other which made everything feel surreal for a moment…
She remembered when she first met Patrick: they disliked each other immediately upon meeting but over time they fell deeply in love despite all obstacles that came their way until finally getting engaged today!
She looked up at the man, feeling her heart filled with something.
This feeling of mutual affection with Patrick, pampered to the skies, was truly wonderful. The two danced gracefully, with exceptional coordination, resembling a pair of celestial beings in the center of the dance floor.
Suddenly, a sound caught Jane’s attention, and she turned in surprise, witnessing brilliant fireworks blossoming in the sky.
“What’s this?” Jane was momentarily stunned.
“You said, at the engagement ceremony, you hoped to see a splendid display of fireworks,” Patrick raised an eyebrow, his eyes softening, a look only present when he was with Jane.
“Thank you.” Jane turned her head towards Patrick with a pleasant surprise. She hadn’t expected Patrick to prepare all this for her.
He remembered every word she had said.
With these thoughts, Jane took Patrick’s hand, and they walked outside.
The blooming fireworks illuminated the night sky, making Jane’s face glow. She bit her lip, revealing an extremely happy smile.
“Patrick, look, it’s so beautiful!”
Jane pointed at the sky, then turned to look at Patrick. Perhaps the noise from the fireworks was a bit much; she leaned closer to Patrick.
Seeing this, Patrick reached out and pulled her into his arms. “Jane, I love you.”
“I love you too.”
Jane’s eyes were clear, and the two embraced and kissed, while the fireworks dazzled in the background.
Watching the sweet and happy couple, Florence’s knuckles tightened bit by bit.
Jane!!
This shameless woman, why should she be able to get Patrick?
Luckily, it was just an engagement; it was not a marriage yet. She still had plenty of chances!
The burning anger in Florence’s heart blazed. One day, she will steal Patrick away!
This incredibly outstanding man will ultimately belong to her, Florence!
…
The perfect engagement ceremony concluded, and Patrick and Jane returned to the villa.
As soon as they entered, Patrick impatiently kissed Jane, seemingly wanting to blend her into his very bones.
“Uh…” Jane hadn’t reacted yet before Patrick pressed her against the door.
His overwhelming kisses rained down, and Jane’s body instantly softened. Her soft arms, like water grass, entwined around Patrick’s neck, actively responding to him.
This action made Patrick unable to control himself, deepening the kiss even more.
Between their noses, there was nothing but the masculine scent of the man. Jane’s mind went blank, her heart racing, and her whole body heating up.
It seemed like an eternity before Patrick finally ended the deep kiss.
“Patrick…”
Jane was a bit breathless from the kiss. She pushed against Patrick’s chest, her voice soft.
Gently pinching Jane’s chin, Patrick’s nose touched hers, and their hot breaths mingled. His hands gradually climbed up Jane’s back, tender and affectionate.
“Is it okay?” With the beauty in his arms, Patrick’s ink-black eyes surged with a raging flame.
Although Patrick had already seen the uncontrollable passion in Jane’s eyes, he still held back and asked for Jane’s opinion.
Jane took a light breath, burying her head in Patrick’s neck and shoulder.
Originally, she had planned to save this until their wedding night.
But now, they had already held the engagement ceremony, so it should be okay, right? Jane couldn’t bear to let Patrick suffer so much and take cold showers every night.
She felt a little nervous and a hint of anticipation as she blushed and nodded her head softly. “Mm-hmm.”
Patrick’s eyes darkened as he lifted Jane up onto the bed. He had waited for this moment for too long.
Carefully placing Jane on the silvery bed, Patrick leaned over her with his hands on either side of her body. His deep gaze fell upon her face.
“What are you looking at?” With thoughts of what was about to happen racing through her mind, Jane’s heart pounded wildly.
Lowering his head, Patrick’s low and husky voice rang in Jane’s ear. “You look beautiful today, my wife.”
Wife…
Jane blushed even more deeply at that title. Well… actually that name wasn’t bad at all.
She subconsciously licked her lips which made Patrick unable to resist any longer; something inside him stirred restlessly.
He sealed Jane’s lips again with his sweet taste like poppy flowers that made him addicted; he just couldn’t get enough of it no matter how much he kissed them.
Gradually unsatisfied with just kissing those lips anymore; his hands slipped under the hemline of Jane’s clothes while roaming around on her body…
Wherever they went was like a flame igniting within causing trembles throughout Jane’s entire being.
Biting down hard on her lip trying to push away from this man who pressed tightly against herself, she whimpered out, “No… don’t…”
Patrick held onto her firmly while using an enchanting voice filled with magic, “Be good… don’t move.”