As Jane watched April’s pale face, she felt guilty.
If it weren’t for Beatrice, April wouldn’t be in this state.
Jane clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, but with Patrick by her side, she couldn’t explode in anger.
The two entered April’s hospital room, and a strong smell of alcohol hit their noses, making it quite unpleasant.
Jane frowned at the sight of April lying on the hospital bed, her face devoid of any color, and her heart ached.
With a furrowed brow, Jane approached and gently touched April’s forehead. The icy sensation sent a shiver down her spine.
Patrick noticed the change in Jane’s expression and gently patted her back, signaling her not to be upset.
He knew that it was all Beatrice’s doing, but he couldn’t say much. He could only silently accompany Jane.
What Beatrice did was unforgivable, and Jane couldn’t swallow her anger.
Jane fetched a warm towel and gently wiped April’s forehead, then carefully cleaned her body, touching every inch with tenderness.
“Don’t worry, she’ll get better,” Patrick patted Jane’s back, trying to console her.
But Jane remained silent, still infuriated by Beatrice’s actions.
This made Patrick feel helpless, so he stayed silent and sat beside her.
“Jane…”
Suddenly, April’s hand moved, and she kept calling Jane’s name.
Jane’s heart was instantly lifted as she held April’s hand. “I’m here, I’m here, don’t be afraid.”
She comforted April, and although April quieted down, her lips continued to tremble.
In the next moment, April suddenly opened her eyes wide, her gaze filled with fear. “Jane!”
She shouted, leaving Jane stunned.
Usually, April was very gentle and quiet. This was the first time Jane had seen her in such a state.
“I’m here,” Jane said softly, caressing April’s hand.
Seeing Jane, April’s emotions settled, and in the next moment, she disregarded the IV in her hand and hugged Jane tightly.
“Jane, are you okay? You scared me.”
April’s choked voice reached Jane’s ears, making her feel both guilty and relieved.
“I’m fine, you don’t need to be afraid.”
Jane continuously reassured April, while Patrick watched with a hint of jealousy.
Jane had never comforted him like this before.
April sniffed, “I just had a dream that Mrs. Pansy was bullying you. It scared me.”
In the next moment, April gasped in shock.
Jane followed her gaze and noticed that the IV tube had come out, likely due to April’s sudden movement. Tears welled up in April’s eyes from the pain.
“Don’t move around, you’re still on the IV.”
Jane found it amusing and told April to lie back down, then she bossed Patrick around.
“Why are you just sitting there? Go and buy a bowl of porridge.”
Jane said impatiently, and Patrick remained silent, obliged to do as she said. He could only hope that Jane wouldn’t transfer her anger from Beatrice onto him.
“It’s alright, just lie down obediently.”
Jane helped April lie down and continued to comfort her.
April’s eyes were filled with anxiety, and she couldn’t stop thinking about Beatrice’s sharp and sarcastic face.
Jane sensed April’s worries and reassured her, gesturing for her to relax.
“Now that Mike is here, Beatrice won’t dare to do anything to me for the time being.”
Upon hearing this, April felt somewhat relieved.
Just then, Patrick returned to the hospital room after buying the porridge. As he approached the door, he overheard the two discussing Beatrice.
“Besides, she made you end up like this. I won’t let her off easily.”
Patrick furrowed his brow, realizing that Jane had been enduring Beatrice’s behavior all along, and now he couldn’t stop Jane anymore.
“But she’s still Mr. Pansy’s mother.”
April’s voice grew softer as she expressed her disagreement with Jane’s actions.
“An eye for an eye.”
However, Jane had made up her mind, her eyes filled with determination.
“She has done such things. How can I continue to endure and tolerate her? This time, I must confront her properly.”
Just then, Patrick, who had been standing by the door, walked in.
Jane immediately closed her mouth, fearing Patrick might say something. She lowered her head, but inside, she felt calm.
Who knew Patrick didn’t even furrow his brow. He placed the bowl of porridge he bought in front of the hospital bed and said, “Eat quickly, it might get cold.”
Jane was surprised and hesitant. Did Patrick actually approve of her actions against Beatrice?
After all, Beatrice was still Patrick’s mother, and Jane had initially been worried about going too far.
Perhaps Patrick also felt guilty towards April, which made him accept this course of action.
Jane nodded and handed the porridge to April. “Eat quickly. You haven’t eaten in a long time. You don’t want to pass out from hunger.”
Since Patrick didn’t bring up the matter, Jane decided not to bring it up either.
April couldn’t understand what the two of them were up to, but since Jane said so, she could only comply.
With the IV tube in her hand, it was inconvenient for April to feed herself, so Jane picked up the spoon and fed her spoonful by spoonful, with Patrick quietly watching from the side.
Meanwhile, at the old mansion.
Mike sat on the armchair, his face serious, and the servants around him dared not make a sound.
Since his return, Mike had been wearing the same expression, exuding a threatening aura.
“You, go and call them both.”
Mike pointed to one of the servants nearby.
The servant nodded vigorously, cold sweat pouring out, afraid that he would face consequences in the next moment.
As for the two people mentioned, it was obvious they were the servants who had been delivering messages before.
In no time, the two servants were brought in.
Seeing Mike’s stern expression, the two servants immediately knelt down. “We know we were wrong.”
After all, Mike was the head of the Pansy family. Although he was getting older, he still had some real abilities.
“Tell me, what did you tell Beatrice?”
Mike raised an eyebrow, surprised that so many servants in the mansion were talking behind his back.
“We… we…”
The two servants exchanged glances, their faces embarrassed. With a stern reprimand from Mike, they had no choice but to speak up.
“It was Wendy who told us to do it. She has been working in the mansion for many years, and if we didn’t listen to her, she threatened to kick us out.”
The two servants were frightened, cold sweat streaming down their faces, and a few tears in the corners of their eyes.
“Is that so?”
Mike shook his head. He didn’t expect Wendy to be the one causing trouble behind the scenes. However, it was not the time to investigate further. He could only temporarily let Jane bear it.
“Go ahead and throw out all Wendy’s stuff. I don’t have room for people like that here.”