Unexpected Fiancée
Chapter 170: All For Osborn?

Chapter 170: All for Osborn?

Jane stood still for a moment, unsure how to face the situation.

The door opened, and to Jane's surprise, it was Amy who appeared."Miss North?" Amy hadn't expected anyone to be here at this hour,startling her.

Jane felt a bit lost but also relieved, "Amy, it's me."

She had forgotten that Amy came to clean the house every afternoon."Miss North, what's going on?" Amy asked, looking at Jane withsurprise as she held a suitcase.

Jane calmly replied, “I'm leaving. Please tell Patrick for me."

Amy had heard bits and pieces about Jane and Patrick's situation.However, she felt that her young master wasn't the type to easilychange his mind.

She had witnessed Patrick's tenderness towards Jane on manyoccasions during her years of working in the Pansy household. Janewas the first person to receive such care from him.

Unexpectedly, Jane was moving out so soon.

Amy was taken aback and tried to persuade her, "Miss North, aren'tyou waiting for Mr. Pansy to come back? Whatever the issue is, youtwo should talk it out. Why leave?"

Jane shook her head, about to say something when Osborn suddenlyappeared at the front door.

"Jane, are you ready?" Osborn walked towards Jane, inquiring with aglance.

"Yeah," Jane nodded faintly.

Osborn took the suitcase from Jane, a soft glint in his eyes. "Are allyour things packed? Nothing left behind?"

"No," Jane's voice betrayed no emotion.

Osborn raised an eyebrow, smiling gently. “Then let's go."

Amy stared at the scene in astonishment.

What was the relationship between Miss North and this man?

In Amy's surprised gaze, Jane halted her steps. Suddenly rememberingsomething, she took out the keys from her pocket and handed them toAmy. “By the way, here are the keys. Please return them to Patrick forme."

"Miss North, why don't you give them to Mr. Pansy yourself?" Amy wasstill trying to persuade Jane.

"No need," Jane replied, turning to follow Osborn downstairs.

"Jane, get in the car." Osborn placed Jane's suitcase in the trunk andpolitely opened the car door for her.

"Thank you," Jane glanced back, pursing her lips, and sat in thepassenger seat.

Her mood, inexplicably heavy.

"Jane, don't think too much. Go back and rest." Osborn reached over tofasten Jane's seatbelt, speaking gently.

"Osborn, I'm fine. Let me be alone for a while,” Jane leaned wearily onthe seat, closing her eyes.

Osborn didn't say anything more. He turned the car and left the gate ofthe residential area.

Patrick, driving back from the hospital, saw a familiar car exiting theresidential gate just before he reached it.

Wasn't that Osborn's car?

What was he doing here?

Patrick's brow furrowed, and subconsciously, he looked out the window,vaguely catching a glimpse of a familiar face.

It was Jane!

The two cars passed by each other, and Patrick slammed on thebrakes.

The car behind honked incessantly, but when Patrick turned to lookagain, Osborn's car was nowhere in sight.

Jane, was she with Osborn?!

Patrick's face turned cold. Back home, Amy was cleaning the livingroom.

Seeing Patrick return, Amy quickly greeted him, "Mr. Pansy, you'reback?"

"Yeah," Patrick responded indifferently.

Amy hesitated for a moment before asking, "Have you seen MissNorth? She just left.”

Jane indeed came back!

Patrick's face darkened, and his thin lips lifted slightly. "Where did shego?"

Shaking her head, Amy handed the keys Jane left behind to Patrick."Miss North didn't say. She took all her things with her, and she askedme to return these keys to you."

Jane moved out!

In other words, she wouldn't be coming back...

Patrick's expression turned as cold as ice.

After a while, he spoke in a chilly tone, "Did she come back alone?"Sensing Patrick's frigid aura, Amy cautiously answered, "She cameback with a man, seemed to be that Names Maltz guy who's beenpopular on TV recently..."

Before Amy could finish her sentence, a loud bang echoed.

Startled, Amy looked towards the sound and saw Patrick's fistsmashing into the glass door of a cabinet.

Glass shards scattered on the floor.

"Mr. Pansy, are you okay?" Amy asked anxiously.

His hand throbbing with pain, Patrick slightly furrowed his brows. "I'mfine."

With that, he took a long stride and headed up the stairs.

Arriving at Jane's room on the second floor, Patrick pushed the dooropen.

The room was neat and tidy, but all of Jane's belongings that used tobe inside were gone.

With a steely face, Patrick sat alone on the center of the bed.

His well-defined fingers gently touched the pillow at the head of thebed.

It was where Jane used to sleep.

It still seemed to carry the remnants of her unique fragrance.

Did Jane leave like this?

Did she leave with Osborn?

Did Jane and he divorce, move out of Shuiyue New City, all forOsborn?

The Doyle family mansion.

Florence lay on her bed, scrolling through her phone.

Seeing the overwhelming negative information about Jane online, asmirk appeared on Florence's lips involuntarily.

This shameless wench, Jane, finally got what she deserved!

In high spirits, Florence made plans to go shopping with Erica.Seated in the car, Erica kept saying things Florence loved to hear."Florence, Jane has truly become infamous now. She nearly killed OldPansy, and Mr. Pansy must hate her."

Florence sneered, "She deserves it."

Suddenly recalling something, Florence furrowed her brows. "There arereports online that Patrick dumped Jane because he found Candy. Helpme check if that's true.”

Quick to agree, Erica said, "Sure, Florence. Don't worry, even if it's true,what does it matter? We can get rid of Jane, let alone someone likeCandy."

Satisfied with the response, Florence pointed ahead and asked Erica,"Is that Jane in that car?"

Following Florence's gaze, Erica looked ahead.

It was Osborn's car.

The man driving was handsome and tall, Osborn.

And sitting in the passenger seat was Jane.

A surge of jealousy rose within Erica, and her expression turned cold."That shameless Jane, just got dumped by Mr. Pansy and now she'strying to seduce Osborn!" Erica spoke with resentment. "Let's followthem and see what happens.”