When Patrick heard Jane's unflattering evaluation of him, he was furious. She had described him as stingy, short-tempered, irritable, and annoying. It was a blow to his ego, as he had always been seen as a successful, privileged individual with a lavish lifestyle. Why would Jane hold such a negative opinion of him? And why did she seem to think that Osborn was better?
"Patrick, why are you here?" Jane inquired, taken aback as she observed the sullen man standing before her. She wondered if he had overheard her conversation with her grandfather.
"Let's go home," Patrick stated bluntly.
Go home? What did he mean by that? Was he suggesting that she accompany him back home? Recalling the embarrassing incident from earlier in the day, Jane hesitated.
"You can go, but I need to work late tonight. I won't be going home," she responded.
"Have you forgotten that you have hypoglycemia? What if you faint again? I don't want to be calling a doctor for you in the middle of the night," Patrick pointed out, squinting at her.
Was she working late just to avoid him? Even if it meant compromising her health? Did she have such a strong aversion to him? Jane felt slightly embarrassed by Patrick's reminder.
"I won't faint again. It was an accident. Please stop bringing it up," she replied.
"Let's go," Patrick insisted, checking his watch; it was already midnight. "As your boss, I order you to finish your work and come home with me now."
His tone was commanding, leaving Jane with little room for argument. While Jane had indeed been working late to avoid Patrick, it seemed he wouldn't leave until she left with him.
Rain was pouring down from the sky as they sat in Patrick's car. Jane watched the raindrops race down the windshield, her mind drifting. She had been in Guavo for nearly a month, as she had promised her grandfather to spend three months with Patrick. She had initially thought that she could leave afterward. After all, she and Patrick couldn't stand each other. However, things seemed to be spiraling out of control. Patrick's actions had been beyond her expectations. At times, he was overbearing and unreasonable, yet he also seemed to care deeply for her. He had protected her when Monica attacked her with a knife, and now he had insisted she leave work to prevent her from overexerting herself.
Jane couldn't quite grasp what Patrick was thinking. Would he let her break off the engagement after the three months were up? Could she sever her ties with him without consequences? Jane stole a glance at Patrick, who was gripping the steering wheel as he concentrated on driving.
The car ride was filled with silence, making the confined space feel stifling. Jane closed her eyes, feeling a wave of exhaustion wash over her after a long day. Suddenly, Patrick's voice broke the silence.
"Jane, am I truly that bad?"
Startled, Jane opened her eyes and looked at him, puzzled by the unexpected question.
"What?" she responded.
Patrick turned his head to face her and repeated, "Am I stingy? Do I have a bad temper?"
Jane was left momentarily speechless. Patrick had overheard her conversation with her grandfather, and it had evidently embarrassed her.
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