Unexpected Fiancée
Chapter 35: You'Re Candy

Chapter 35: You're Candy

Upon hearing the voice, Melissa turned abruptly and locked eyes with Jane, who had appeared inthe doorway. Her heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively felt the tension.

Jane frowned, her voice edged with curiosity, "Melissa, what are you doing?"

Unable to maintain eye contact, Melissa replied, "Patrick is drunk, so I was wiping his mouth.”

Jane responded with a hint of mockery, "Wiping it with your own mouth, huh?"

She then shifted her gaze down to Patrick. His eyes were closed, and his breathing remained steadyGiven his level of inebriation, he seemed oblivious to Melissa's actions. Jane briefly entertained thenotion of a clandestine relationship between them, but she quickly discarded the idea.

After all, Patrick had recently referred to her as "Candy," a name distinct from Melissa's. Additionallyconsidering Patrick's prominent social status, it was highly improbable that he would fall in love wit!his cousin.

It was more likely that Melissa's actions were a product of her own wishful thinking. Jane cautioned,“I'm warning you, don't spread any rumors.”

Monica, her voice terse, ordered, "Input this data and have it completed by noon.”

Jane cast a skeptical glance at the imposing pile of documents and shook her head. "By noon? Areyou joking? I am handling the Lady Fashion project, and these documents have no relevance to it.Please assign this task to someone else.”

Monica's countenance darkened, and she retorted with frustration, "I told you to input the data.Can't you see that everyone else is occupied?”

Jane's eyes rolled dramatically. "I apologize. According to Mr. Pansy, my sole responsibility is theLady Fashion project. I am not tasked with any other duties.”

Monica's expression soured even further, but she couldn't articulate her anger. Fuming withjealousy, she watched Jane as she proceeded to push the documents back toward Monica.

Jane requested politely, "Excuse me, if you don't mind, please have someone else handle it."

“Jane North!" Monica seethed, her jealousy brimming. She clamped her teeth together, exasperatecby her inability to respond adequately.

Determined to rectify the situation, Monica vowed silently to herself that Jane wouldn't enjoy hersuccess and contentment for long.

Meanwhile, Jane made her way to the pantry to procure a latte and promptly delivered it to theCEO's office. Standing before the door, she contemplated Patrick's handsome countenance, whichhad the disconcerting ability to quicken her pulse.

With a deep breath to compose herself, she knocked on the door and received an icy response fronPatrick, "Come in."

Jane entered and placed the coffee on his desk, offering a courteous, "Your coffee.”

Patrick's narrowed eyes fixated on Jane. His intoxicated stupor from the previous night had led himto mistake Melissa for someone else, someone from his past. Waking up, he found Melissa at hisbedside, insisting she had been the one to help him to his room. But Melissa was not the person hehad mistaken her for. The dream, so vivid and real, was still lingering in his mind.

Without waiting for further conversation, Jane made her way toward the exit. She sought to departwithout making eye contact with Patrick, her discomfort evident.

However, before she could leave, a thought struck her. Retrieving the diamond button she hadfound, she handed it to Patrick, stating, "By the way, this belongs to you. Here."

Patrick, lowering his gaze to her hand, detected the same fragrance as the night before. He actedswiftly, seizing her hand with intensity as if holding a precious gem. His voice was low and husky ashe declared, "Candy... You are Candy."