Unexpected Fiancée
Chapter 184: Jane'S Scarf

Chapter 184: Jane's Scarf

Candice's words struck a chord even with Nana, making her feel oddlysensible.

But Patrick's face darkened, "We continue searching.”

He couldn't wait because Jane couldn't wait. Every minute wastedmeant an additional minute of danger for Jane!

So, despite Patrick being exhausted, the thought of Jane's uncertainfate fueled his determination not to stop for a moment.

“Let's split into four groups and search in four different directions,”Patrick pondered.

The forest area was vast, and he needed to ensure that no inch ofground was left unchecked.

"Paddy, I'm with you," Candice held onto Patrick, sticking to him likeglue.

She hoped they never found Jane. Even if Jane wasn't buried by thesnow, she must have starved to death in all this time.

Patrick nodded faintly, "Candy, it's dangerous here; be careful followingme."

A warmth filled Candice's heart; she raised the corners of her lips,revealing what she thought was her most charming smile. "Paddy,you're so good to me."

The four groups went in different directions to search for Jane. Patrickled Nana and others on the path where Jane was most likely to befound, initiating another round of search.

With Morton and others joining, their search became more meticulous.The sky gradually darkened.

Jane remained silent.

"Paddy, I'm scared,” Candice looked around, shivering in the pitch-black darkness. She leaned into Patrick, "Could there be wild animalshere?"

Patrick's heart skipped a beat.

Wild animals...

He had never considered that Jane might encounter wild animals.

If she did...

Patrick's already grim face darkened even more.

His all-black suit almost merged with the night.

"Don't worry; there are no ferocious beasts here." A local villager, partof the search party with Morton, quickly spoke, "Only some smallanimals that won't pose a threat to humans.”

Patrick breathed a sigh of relief.

"But it's so dark now, and the efficiency of the search is low. How aboutwe go back to the village and come back early tomorrow?" The villagersuggested tentatively.

“This brother is right," Candice quickly agreed. "It's pitch dark; we can'tsee anything. How can we replace someone? It's better to rest well tonight,gather our strength, and have better energy to search tomorrow.”"Continue the search, don't stop!" Patrick's face darkened, his toneallowing no room for resistance.

At this moment, only one belief supported him: he had to replace Jane, andhe had to replace her as soon as possible!

Patrick had spoken, and everyone else fell silent.

Even if Candice was reluctant, she could only follow behind Patrick,taking one step at a time.

A night passed without any progress.

The eastern sky gradually revealed a hint of light, and the long-lost sunfinally peeked out.

"The weather is clearing up!" Morton exclaimed with excitement."Great, with the sun out, the ice and snow will melt, and our chances ofreplaceing Jane will increase." Nana also showed a faint smile.

But Patrick's expression remained cold.

Although the weather had cleared, the temperature was still low. Itwould take several days for the ice and snow to melt. Jane didn't havemuch food with her, and she couldn't sustain herself for so long.

After continuous search efforts, everyone was exhausted, but Patrickpersisted.

"Paddy, I... I can't anymore... so tired..." Candice tugged at Patrick'sarm, speaking with a pitiful tone.

Patrick glanced at her, "Candy, hold on a bit longer. Otherwise, you cango back."

“No, I want to be with you," Candice shook her head, refusing.

At that moment, the members of the other three groups returned aftersearching.

"How is it?" Patrick asked eagerly.

The leaders of the three groups all shook their heads, "Sorry, Mr.Pansy, we didn't replace anything.”

"Why didn't you continue searching if you found nothing?" Patrickfurrowed his brows.

The leader of the search team cautiously spoke, "Mr. Pansy, we'vecombed through the entire mountain, but... you better prepare for theworst. Miss North might have..."

Before the team leader could finish, Patrick coldly interrupted,"Impossible!"

Jane couldn't be in trouble!

Jane must still be alive!

Patrick's eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted, losing some rationality,"I repeat, Jane is fine! She must be alive, waiting for us to rescue hersomewhere! No one is allowed to give up!"

"Sir, we won't give up,” Morton hurriedly stepped forward.

He had never seen his CEO so close to breaking down.

If something really happened to Miss North... Morton didn't dare to thinkfurther.

It was now in the afternoon.

The sunlight was particularly glaring in the afternoon.

The wind rustled through the leaves, and the big snowflakes fell silently."Jane, Jane! Where are you?" Patrick called out repeatedly, but eachtime with growing despair.

Jane, where are you?

Can you answer him?

Wait a minute...

What is that red thing fluttering in the distance on the tree?

Patrick's steps paused, and he squinted, blocking the sunlight with hishand, gazing into the distance.

"Paddy, what's wrong with you?" Candice, who had been walkingbeside him, curiously asked when Patrick suddenly stopped.

Patrick's heart suddenly beat faster.

He pointed his slender fingers at the faint red on the treetops in thedistance, "Look, what is that?"

Following Patrick's direction, Nana saw something red tied to a big treeand found it somewhat familiar.

“It looks like Jane's!" Nana's voice was unusually excited as she rushedtowards the big tree.

If she didn't recognize it wrong, it seemed to be the scarf Jane waswearing the day she disappeared!

Jane!

Patrick's expression changed abruptly. He strode forward with longlegs, running all the way.

Under the tree, he saw clearly. It was a red scarf, tied high on thetreetop.

“It's Jane's! It's Jane's scarf!" Nana remembered clearly that day whenJane entered the mountains; she was wearing this red scarf!

Excitedly, she said, "It must be a distress signal left by Jane for us!""Yes, it's left by Jane!" Joyful hope surged in Patrick's heart, and hesaid in a deep voice, "Since Jane left us a distress signal, she must benearby. Let's search everywhere!"

"But this place doesn't seem to have any signs of people," Candice bither lip, pouring cold water on Patrick. "You can see to the end at aglance. Where could there be anyone? Unless... she's under the thicksnow."