Patrick remained expressionless, but the powerful aura emanating from him made the man’s legs go weak.
At that moment, Jane hooked her leg around a chair and hurled it at him. The man stumbled back and grunted as he turned to run away, but Jane kicked him over.
Just then, the doorbell rang and Patrick’s men rushed in to apprehend everyone in the room.
“How are you?” Jane turned around and grabbed Patrick’s wrist, looking at his wound with a hint of concern on her face.
“Are you stupid? Why did you try to stop them with your bare hands? Do you think you’re invincible?” she scolded.
Patrick touched her cheek gently and whispered, “I just wanted to use up all those medicines.”
“Patrick!” Jane frowned disapprovingly. She didn’t like how he disregarded his own safety like that.
Seeing this, Patrick quickly hugged her waist and comforted her softly.
Jane turned her head aside and sighed. She first pulled out some gauze to temporarily treat Patrick’s wound.
“Let’s bandage it first and apply more medicine when we get back.”
Having finally taken a break for a month-long vacation, encountering these incidents one after another these past few days had significantly dampened Jane’s mood.
Back at the hotel, her expression didn’t ease up; she applied medicine to Patrick’s wound with a stern face.
After tying a knot in the bandage, Jane tidied up a bit. However, the next moment, a strong arm encircled her waist.
With a firm pull, Patrick brought Jane into his embrace.
Instinctively looking down, Jane realized it wasn’t Patrick’s injured hand. She breathed a sigh of relief.
Patrick remained silent, burying his head in the crook of her neck, breathing slowly.
Both of them stayed quiet in the room, an unusual tranquility filling the space.
“Are you still angry?” Patrick spoke softly after a long time.
“Yes, I’m still angry.”
Although Jane had managed to calm herself a bit, Patrick’s question stirred up the frustration in her chest.
She even pinched Patrick’s hand, attempting to free herself, but Patrick tightened his grip.
“I’m sorry.”
Patrick’s voice reached her ears, and Jane paused for a moment.
“I won’t let you worry like this in the future,” Patrick’s eyes shimmered slightly, and warm breath escaped his parted lips.
Jane pinched Patrick’s hand again, then turned around, straddling him once more. “Patrick, I love you.”
Pausing for a moment, Jane continued, “So, when I see you hurt, I’ll worry, I’ll feel sad. Over these past few days, a lot has happened. I want to tell you that I’m not a canary seeking your protection. I can take care of myself; I can stand by your side, not hide behind you.”
Jane wrapped her arms around Patrick’s neck and nuzzled his cheek.
She would show her soft side in front of Patrick, but that didn’t mean she always relied on others.
“I know,” Patrick’s palm rested on Jane’s neck as his fingertips caressed it lovingly. “You’ve always been special.”
It seemed destined that Patrick would fall deeply in love with Jane from then on.
The two were very close to each other, their noses touching intimately as they saw their reflections in each other’s eyes.
Jane tilted her chin slightly upward as she kissed Patrick passionately. Their warm breaths intertwined as they slowly melted into each other.
Patrick’s hands roamed restlessly up from the hem of Jane’s clothes onto her tender skin until suddenly she grabbed them firmly.
“No,” said Jane firmly against Patrick’s forehead.
Patrick murmured uncertainly with a sexy hoarse tone at the end, “Why not?”
“You’re still injured now,” said Jane resolutely.
Patrick frowned slightly; his deep gaze seemed to swallow up all of Jane, “I’ll be careful.”
“That won’t do either.” Jane briskly stood up, extending her finger to press against Patrick’s lips. “Consider it a punishment for you. Behave.”
With that, Jane hummed a little tune as she walked away, leaving Patrick alone in his restlessness.
“Hmm…” Patrick ran his fingers through his soft hair, gazing at Jane’s retreating figure.
…
“Such a significant background?” Jane expressed surprise as she took the information Amber handed over.
The document contained detailed organizational information about the individuals they had captured earlier. Jane initially thought it was a small-scale criminal group, but she hadn’t anticipated that it would be connected to so many other things.
“Why does this person feel so familiar?” Jane pondered while looking at the photo in the file. Despite a sense of recognition, there were no distinct memories associated with the face.
“He is Fernando Goff – head of an infamous gang organization wanted for quite some time now,” said Patrick calmly glancing briefly at the photo before speaking softly.
Upon hearing the name Fernando, Jane’s face didn’t show any surprise. She remembered reading about him in the news before.
“We took down his men, so he won’t come knocking on our door, right?” Jane turned to Patrick and silently praised her luck this time around.
Jane felt like she should buy a lottery ticket; maybe she’ll win something big.
“Unless he wants to get caught immediately, he won’t show up during all this chaos,” Patrick replied uninterestedly. He figured they could just package everything up and send it straight to the police station – that way they’d be doing society a favor.
Jane propped her chin up and glanced at Fernando’s photo before setting it aside with the rest of their information. Her phone beeped with a message notification causing her expression to shift subtly.
She picked up her phone and dialed a number with an exasperated tone. “What’s going on with the news?”
“I thought we had already suppressed public opinion, but apparently that entertainment journalist still has some dirt on us. Someone must have pushed him from behind because there is no way he would’ve tweeted otherwise.” Maria’s agent spoke through gritted teeth for some unknown reason.
“Find out who contacted him; don’t worry about PR for now. How is filming going for our TV drama?” Jane asked calmly despite feeling irritated by this new development.
“Filming is going smoothly.”
“That’s good then; I’ll handle things with the entertainment journalist.” With that said, Jane hung up and looked at her phone screen while smirking disdainfully.
Patrick glanced over at Jane curiously after handing her coffee over to her. “Something happening over at Star Entertainment?”
“Yeah,” Jane confirmed as she sipped from her cup of coffee before continuing, “It was regarding Maria and Osborn – we had already dealt with it internally within our company but now someone else seems restless.”
Jane turned over her phone so Patrick could see their chat history displayed on-screen.