Unexpected Fiancée novel Chapter 169

Chapter 169: Jane Moves Out

"Who is he?" Patrick's eyes narrowed, pressing for an answer.

Dr. Pater glanced at the heart monitor connected to Old Pansy before speaking, "Dr. Newton was once a renowned traditional Chinese medicine master worldwide. His medical skills were exceptional, curing many terminal patients. However, something happened twenty years ago, and he suddenly disappeared."

"Disappeared?" Patrick's expression tensed, urgency in his tone. "Where can he be found now?"

Dr. Pater regretfully shook his head, "I don't know. Or, I should say, no one knows."

The glimmer of hope Patrick had seen faded away. Lips pressed into a thin line, he fell silent for a moment before asking, "What happened twenty years ago?"

Dr. Pater sighed lightly, "I don't know the specifics. I only heard from my mentor that whatever occurred twenty years ago dealt him a severe blow. Since then, Dr. Newton vanished. Many have tried to find him, but in vain. It's been so many years, and no one knows if he's still alive."

Hearing Dr. Pater's words, Patrick's face darkened, eyebrows furrowing.

Staring at the comatose Old Pansy on the hospital bed, Patrick's knuckles tightened one by one.

Even if Dr. Newton were at the ends of the earth, he had to find him quickly!

Grandpa couldn't wait, and Patrick couldn't bear to watch him remain unconscious.

This feeling of helplessness was too unbearable.

Just as Patrick was about to call Morton to send someone to find Dr. Newton, the door of the ward opened.

Maurice walked in, asking with concern, "Mr. Patrick, how is Old Pansy?"

Patrick's gaze dimmed, responding in a flat tone, "The same, still unconscious."

Seeing Patrick looking worn-out, Maurice felt a pang of sympathy. He walked over and comforted, "Mr. Patrick, you don't need to worry too much. Old Pansy is a resilient person; he will wake up."

"Alright," Patrick responded indifferently.

Maurice continued, "Mr. Patrick, you've been with Old Pansy for a day and a night. Even an iron body can't endure that. You should go and rest for a while. I'll take care of Old Pansy."

Patrick shook his head, "I want to stay with Grandpa."

Maurice patted his shoulder, "Mr. Patrick, I understand how you feel right now. But what if you fall ill too? I believe your grandfather wouldn't want you to neglect your health. Listen to Mr. Maurice, go back and get some rest. I'll call you immediately if anything happens."

After a moment of contemplation, Patrick said, "Fine, then it's up to you, Mr. Maurice."

Having been with Old Pansy for decades, Maurice had a great relationship with him. Patrick trusted Maurice to take care of Old Pansy in his absence.

Patrick gave a few more instructions to the guards at the door before turning and leaving.

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Sitting in Osborn's car, Jane gazed out the window, her thoughts in disarray.

Taking a deep breath, she redirected her gaze and looked at the ring on her hand.

It was the ring Patrick had given her when he proposed.

Memories suddenly flooded back, overwhelming her mind.

Patrick shielded her from the knife, disregarding his own life and death to save her. He proposed to her romantically.

Since he doesn't love her, why go to such lengths for her?

Is it really just because she resembles Candy?

Rubbing her forehead, Jane dispelled those swirling thoughts.

At this moment, Old Pansy's illness was the most crucial matter.

If Patrick won't let her see Old Pansy, she'll have to find another way.

Quietly removing the ring, Jane glanced at Osborn and pursed her lips. "Osborn, can you do me a favor?"