Unexpected Fiancée novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135: Deep Down, You Care About Him

"Annie, what happened to you?" Florence pretended to ask with concern.

Annie felt a bit embarrassed, pulled her dress but couldn't cover anything, so she awkwardly smiled, "Just tripped."

"Oh, I see." Florence didn't reveal anything, kindly suggested, "Why not come to my room? I have some ointment. Those bruises from the fall might leave scars if not treated properly."

"Thank you, Miss Doyle." Annie nodded. She had been tormented by Joseph and felt like she had been through a beating, so resting sounded good.

Florence led Annie into her room and brought out ointment for her.

"Thanks." Annie felt a hint of gratitude.

"How are things between you and Bruce?" Florence knowingly asked.

At the mention of Bruce, Annie's gaze dimmed instantly.

"We broke up." Annie's tone carried a mix of sadness and reluctance.

"Why did you break up? Just because of what happened at the banquet?" Florence casually brought it up.

Annie bit her lip, "It's all because of Jane! Everything is because of Jane!"

The glass of red wine at the banquet was clearly meant for Jane, but she pretended to drink it, fooled Annie, and made her embarrass herself in front of everyone!

If not for Jane, how could Bruce possibly want to break up with her? How could she have fallen to the point of having to sleep with Joseph for roles?

Florence pretended to have an epiphany, "So, it was all Jane's doing."

"Yes, it was her!" Annie gritted her teeth in hatred whenever Jane was mentioned.

"What's so special about Jane? Besides seducing men, what else can she do?" Florence squinted, "Actually, if you want Bruce to change his mind, it's quite simple."

"Miss Doyle, do you have a way to make Bruce change his mind?" Annie urgently asked.

As long as she could make Bruce change his mind, she was willing to do anything!

Florence smiled and said, "Bruce breaking up with you is probably Jane's doing. If we can make Bruce see Jane's true colors and make her admit that she framed you, wouldn't that be enough?"

"Jane would never admit it!" Annie said indignantly.

Florence took a step forward, whispered something in Annie's ear, and Annie smiled, "This time, I'll make sure Jane has no place to hide!"

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Late at night.

Jane lay in bed, unable to sleep.

In her mind, Patrick's affectionate words on the Ferris wheel and the name he blurted out in the heat of the moment in his room, "Candy," alternated. Her heart was in chaos, like a tangled mess that she couldn't unravel.

Suddenly, Jane sat up and called Nana, "Come with me to the bar for a drink!"

Nana, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by Jane's call and answered somewhat speechlessly, "Sis, do you know what time it is? It's the middle of the night. What's wrong with you?"

Jane gloomily said, "Just not in a good mood."

Nana woke up, concerned, "What happened?"

"Let's talk when we meet." Jane replied flatly.

Nana got up, grabbed her car keys, and said, "Send me your hotel address; I'll come pick you up."

Jane changed her clothes, walked out of the room, and waited for Nana at the hotel's lobby.

Annie, coming out of Florence's room and preparing to leave, saw Jane standing at the hotel's entrance.