Unexpected Fiancée novel Chapter 124

Chapter 124: Suspecting Jones

"Alright, Miss North," Jones promptly replied.

After Jones left, Jane returned to the hospital room, her gaze lowering to Patrick lying on the bed. A wave of bitterness surged within her.

Gently covering him with the blanket, Jane tightly held Patrick's hand, silently praying, "Patrick, you'll be fine."

The clock ticked away, each beat echoing like a hammer on Jane's heart, a dull ache with every strike.

Every second passing felt like a century to Jane.

As the night deepened, Jane remained seated by the bedside, sleep eluding her.

An unprecedented worry and tension spread through every cell in Jane's body.

In the middle of the night, Jane suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Thinking it might be a doctor for rounds, she opened the door to find Morton standing there.

Morton, accompanied by a few bodyguards, stationed themselves outside the room.

"Morton, how did you come over?" Jane asked, slightly surprised to see him.

Shouldn't he be in the country at this time?

Morton stepped into the room, glanced at Patrick lying on the bed, and said, "I rushed over as soon as I received the news."

"How's Mr. Pansy?" Morton's tone carried a hint of concern.

Jane's eyes dimmed, "He's been unconscious."

"Don't worry too much," Morton comforted Jane.

Jane nodded in understanding, suddenly remembering something, "By the way, how's the situation with the company now?"

Morton personally rushed over; the situation with the company couldn't be optimistic.

However, she had been preoccupied with Patrick's injuries and hadn't paid much attention to these matters.

With a somewhat cold tone, Morton said, "Since the press conference, things have improved, and the stock price has started to recover. But now, with this sudden explosion, there are many negative comments online, and the stock price is plummeting again."

As expected.

Jane nodded knowingly, "Is the current situation not favorable for us?"

"Yes," Morton said solemnly.

After a moment of contemplation, Jane spoke, "Our first priority now is to find out the truth behind this matter. Only by quickly exposing the mastermind and revealing the truth to the public can we restore the company's reputation."

"I'll do my best," Morton said with determination.

"Miss North, you should go back and rest for a while. I'll keep an eye on things here; nothing will happen to Mr. Pansy," Morton suggested, looking at Jane, who seemed exhausted.

"I want to stay with Patrick," Jane shook her head. As long as Patrick remained unconscious, she couldn't bear to leave.

Morton smiled, "You're injured too. You need to rest. Do you want Mr. Pansy to wake up while you collapse from exhaustion? Don't worry, we have guards here. Mr. Pansy will be fine."

After a day of busyness, Jane was indeed tired, and there were some things she needed to attend to urgently.

She looked at Morton, then at the guards at the door, finally nodding, "Alright, I'll go back and rest. I'll come over again tomorrow morning."

Morton escorted Jane back to her hospital room and then returned to Patrick's room.

He instructed the guards, "Stay here and don't let anyone in, understood?"

"Yes, Morton," the guards answered respectfully.

Morton closed the room's large door, walked to the bedside, and respectfully glanced at Patrick lying on the bed. He spoke, "Mr. Pansy, I've escorted Miss Jane back to her room. Now, there's no one here."

Just moments ago, Patrick, who was unconscious, opened his eyes the next second.

He slightly sat up, leaning against the bed, and asked in a cold tone, "No one suspects anything, right?"