Mysterious Mrs. Pansy

As it was almost dawn, Jane couldn’t sleep anymore. After getting up, she looked at the pile of dirty clothes belonging to Patrick and felt speechless.

She had no idea how Patrick had been living these past few days or who had been taking care of him, given the stains on the collars of the clothes.

Normally, considering Patrick’s personality, she wouldn’t expect such dirty clothes to be on him. After all, Patrick was someone who valued cleanliness and tidiness.

The scene before her indicated that Patrick had become much sloppier since they separated. Jane initially didn’t want to clean up the clothes, but after some thought, she reluctantly picked them up.

She knew that a night of being a couple meant a hundred days of gratitude, especially considering that she and Patrick were originally married, even though they had gotten divorced.

When she picked up the clothes, she noticed a lipstick mark on them. The clarity of the lipstick mark indicated that it was fresh and not something from before.NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

“Where has Patrick been? Did he meet those bad women after going to the bar, leaving behind this lipstick mark?” Jane guessed, but she smiled bitterly and shook her head. All of this was no longer her concern.

After all, they had already completed the divorce proceedings, so whatever Patrick did had nothing to do with her.

If they were still genuinely married, she might have considered confronting Patrick and asking him about it. But now, she didn’t have the right to do so. She silently picked up the clothes and threw them into the washing machine.

At that moment, Patrick suddenly woke up and stood up unsteadily, looking around.

“Ugh…”

Patrick felt the urge to vomit again. Jane had no choice but to bring a trash can and place it next to him.

However, Patrick grabbed Jane and didn’t give her any chance to break free.

In his intoxicated state, Patrick spoke to Jane.

“I know I was wrong. I still love you, and I care about you. Can you give me another chance to change and start anew?”

Jane wouldn’t take the words of a drunk person seriously. If Patrick had said this while sober, she might have considered it.

But not now, with Patrick already drunk.

His previous actions had already hurt her deeply. If Patrick had proactively reached out to her and discussed the company’s matters while sober, Jane might have viewed it differently.

But now it was too late for everything. It was all too late.

So, no matter what he said about loving Jane, she would never believe it.

“You should sleep it off. If you’re thirsty, there’s water by the bedside,” Jane said, her words unusually clear, showing no signs of being moved by Patrick’s previous words.

Patrick, still in a daze, continued speaking.

“This is my home. Where do you want me to go? You’re still my wife, haven’t you forgotten how loving we used to be? Have you forgotten about our child?”

Patrick’s words carried a hint of sadness, and it seemed like he was choking up.

It was as if he had truly immersed himself in memories, murmuring and recounting various past events.

“We were so happy back then. Whenever you wanted to go somewhere, we went together. Whatever we wanted to do, we made it happen.”

“I regret it now. I truly regret it. Can you give me a chance? I will love you sincerely and never be like before!”

As Jane listened to Patrick’s words, she tried to open his grasp, but she realized that he was holding on tightly.

This ignited anger in Jane, a state of anger that was absent when Patrick was sober.

“Do not talk to me about this. It’s useless. Go ahead and believe in Harrison, believe in other people. They are all more deserving of your trust than me.”

“I am not even someone to you. I am nothing. If I had any place in your heart, you wouldn’t have suddenly appeared at the venue that day.”

As Jane spoke, she became more and more sober, more and more agitated. There were already tears welling up in her eyes.

It was because she recalled the expression she had when she was mocked by the media reporters that day.

She also remembered the intense embarrassment she felt, which contrasted sharply with Harrison’s smug smile.

She even remembered how Harrison had found her afterwards, with his arrogant demeanor, all thanks to Patrick.

And now, Patrick was here saying he wanted to reconcile. How could Jane possibly believe him? She shouted loudly.

“Let go of me! You’re already drunk. If you continue like this, I won’t let you stay here. I’ll just have to kick you out.”

Jane’s words made Patrick release his grip. Jane immediately stood up and completely ignored Patrick. Right now, all she wanted was to put some distance between herself and Patrick.

She didn’t want to hear Patrick say those words because when she heard sweet words in her ears, they felt so grating, insincere.

Instead, they sounded like mocking words, making her feel worse the more she heard them.

When Jane saw Patrick starting to bother her again, she didn’t pay any attention. Instead, she went to the door, put on her shoes, grabbed her bag, and picked up her clothes.

“You can stay here tonight. I hope I don’t see you tomorrow.”

Jane knew that dawn was only a few hours away.

So whether she went to a hotel or just wandered around, it would be time for breakfast.

By then, she could go directly to the company or go to the police first to handle the matter.

After all, she dealt with this matter yesterday, and the subsequent procedures would definitely need her to handle them.

Although someone had made concessions regarding this matter, it didn’t mean it was completely resolved.

Instead, she needed to erase all the traces of what happened afterwards. Despite being angry with Patrick, these were things she had no choice but to do.

After waking up and not seeing Jane return, Patrick sighed while sitting on the bed.

He didn’t know what his next move should be.

Just as he sighed, looking at his expression, it seemed like he was hesitating, as if his heart had been defeated and he was afraid to continue insisting.