Unexpected Fiancée novel Chapter 123

Chapter 123: Patrick, You Can't Be Hurt

Patrick, you absolutely cannot be hurt!

Jane gritted her teeth against the pain and got out of bed.

She had to find Patrick; she needed to see him with her own eyes, see him unharmed.

"Miss North, you're awake?" Just at that moment, Jones entered the room.

"Jones, it's great that you're okay," Jane said with relief upon seeing Jones. She quickly asked, "Where's Patrick? Where is he? Have you seen Patrick?"

Jones glanced at Jane, hesitating before saying, "Mr. Pansy, he..."

"How is he?" Jane couldn't wait, her tone full of urgency, pushing for answers.

"He's injured, currently receiving emergency treatment." Jones sighed and added, "Mr. Pansy, his injuries are quite severe."

Emergency treatment... severe injuries...

Jane's head buzzed, and suddenly, everything went blank.

Patrick was injured because of her.

The moment the warehouse exploded, that breathtaking scene kept flashing in Jane's mind.

If he hadn't tried to save her, Patrick wouldn't be injured at all.

"Where's the emergency room?" Jane shouted at Jones.

Seemingly startled by Jane's state, Jones answered after a moment, "On the eighteenth floor."

As soon as Jones finished speaking, Jane rushed out of the ward, heading for the elevator.

But the elevator was on the top floor. Jane turned and went to the stairs, swiftly making her way to the eighth floor.

Jane's room was on the fifth floor. She climbed thirteen floors in one go and finally reached the eighteenth floor.

"Where's Patrick?" Jane grabbed a doctor in a white coat, asking frantically in French.

"Oh, you mean Mr. Pansy from Pansy Group?" The doctor gave Jane a quick once-over, pointing inside, "In that emergency room."

"How is he? Is he okay?" Jane urgently inquired.

The doctor shook his head, "Sorry, I don't know."

Jane sprinted to the entrance of the emergency room. A nurse stopped her, "I'm sorry, miss, the doctor is treating a patient. You can't go in."

"The patient inside, is he okay?" Jane stared anxiously at the tightly closed door of the emergency room, asking with worry.

The nurse smiled politely, "Miss, please rest assured. The doctor will do his best."

Rest assured?

How could she rest assured?

If something happened to Patrick, she would be guilty for a lifetime.

Jane's heart hung tightly, hands clasped in front of her, praying incessantly.

He'll be fine; Patrick will definitely be fine!

"Miss North." A familiar voice reached Jane's ears.

Following the sound, Jane discovered Bruce and several managers from Pansy Group's French branch sitting in seats next to the emergency room. Every face bore expressions of deep concern.

Jane walked over. "Mr. Bruce, how's Patrick?"

Bruce's face hardened. "I just arrived. I rushed over as soon as I got the news. How could something like this happen?"