Mysterious Mrs. Pansy

“You’re supposed to have a meeting, aren’t you?” Jane looked suspiciously at the man approaching her.

Patrick’s gaze burned as he looked at her, his voice low and alluring, “Missed you.”

Jane: …

Jane didn’t want to comment on his deliberately provocative move and just calmly got into his car.

“Where do you want to eat?” Patrick glanced at Jane, starting the car.

“Anywhere is fine.” Jane looked at her phone, typing away.

“Then, let’s go for Western.” Patrick decided.

Seeing Jane not objecting, he activated the navigation.

At that moment, Jane unexpectedly uttered, “I’ll be on a business trip for a few days.”

“A business trip?” Patrick’s hands clenched the steering wheel, his cold eyes narrowing.

Jane had been shooting on the set for days; why did she need a business trip?

With whom?

With Osborn?

“Yeah.” Jane nodded calmly, lifting her clear eyes, explaining, “The crew needs to shoot scenes for ‘The Hunt,’ and we have to go to Georgia for the location, it’ll take about two or three days.”

“I’ll go with you.” Patrick spoke without hesitation.

“No need.” Jane refused without hesitation.

She didn’t want Patrick following her wherever she went; otherwise, the people on the set would start gossiping again.

Patrick’s handsome face darkened, then his thin lips curled up, and he said slowly, “As you wish.”

Jane was somewhat surprised; Patrick didn’t say anything more and simply agreed.

However, she couldn’t shake off the feeling that he agreed too easily; there seemed to be a hint of conspiracy.

The next day, following the crew’s bus, over a hundred people arrived at the hunting ground in Georgia.

The director had already arranged everything here, and now it was just a matter of getting the main actors in place to start filming.

Jane surveyed the surroundings. It was lush and green, tall and dense tree canopies overhead, filtering the specks of sunlight.

The climate here was mild, making it a comfortable place.

Filming here seemed like a great choice.

Larry walked over, explaining the script to Jane and the others. “Later, you main actors will ride horses for a hunt. Don’t worry; we’ve chosen very docile old horses that won’t run. Just a casual ride will do.”

Once everyone confirmed they were ready, the actors took their positions.

With a graceful leap, Jane agilely mounted the horse.

The other actors were also prepared.

“Mr. Hobbes, everyone’s ready.” The assistant director shouted towards Wu Gang not far away, holding a microphone.

Larry was ready to announce the start, “Begin-”NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

This scene involved Jane galloping on horseback.

However, as soon as her horse started running, Jane felt something was wrong!

The horse seemed startled and completely out of her control!

Jane tightly gripped the reins, shouting loudly, “My horse is spooked!”

While abroad, Jane had learned equestrianism, so controlling a regular horse was not a problem.

But now, this horse acted like it had gone mad, no matter what Jane did, it showed no signs of stopping.

It struggled frantically, seemingly determined to throw Jane off.

Jane could only grip the reins tightly, preventing herself from being thrown off.

If she were thrown off, she’d be either dead or severely injured.

“What’s going on? Why is this horse suddenly spooked?”

“Who knows? We checked everything before; there shouldn’t be any issues!”

“Miss North is really unlucky; why does every prop she uses have problems?”

The onlookers, keeping a safe distance, whispered among themselves, and there were gasps of concern, afraid of getting kicked by the frenzied horse.

Jane took a deep breath, steadying herself, observing the surroundings, searching for a way to stop the horse.

Suddenly, the horse lifted its front hooves high, tilting backward.

If she fell, it might break her neck.

Jane furrowed her brows, gripping the reins tightly with both hands.

At that moment, a low, hoarse voice reached Jane’s ears, “Jane, hold on!”

The voice was so familiar…

It was Patrick!

Jane hesitated for a moment. How did he suddenly appear?

In this critical moment, Patrick, like a god descending from the heavens, went to Osborn, grabbed the bow and arrow he had on his back, and aimed directly at the horse’s major artery in its neck.

The horse instantly lost power, and its massive body collapsed.

“Ah-”

Jane, her balance disrupted, fell to the ground.

She tightly closed her eyes, but instead of the anticipated pain, she felt herself landing in a warm and familiar embrace.

“Don’t be afraid; you’re safe now.”

A clear and cold voice, like a mountain stream, sounded in Jane’s ears, now filled with gentleness.

Jane slowly opened her eyes, and indeed, she was met with Patrick’s handsome face.

“Patrick, it’s really you!”

He saved her once again!

A warmth spread in Jane’s heart. She instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her head in his embrace, a wave of relief washing over her.

“Jane, don’t be afraid; everything’s fine.” Patrick held Jane tightly, whispering low and soothing in her ear, “I’m here; you’re safe.”

The familiar words echoed in Jane’s ears.

These words, so familiar.

Once, when she was trapped in an elevator and afraid of the dark, during a warehouse explosion, in a plane crash, in a sea peril…

Patrick always said to her, “Jane, don’t be afraid; I’m here.”

Although it was just a short sentence, it felt like a thousand pounds lifting, making Jane feel incredibly secure.

“Patrick, thank you.” Jane lifted her gaze, looking earnestly into Patrick’s deep eyes.

Patrick curled his lips and lowered his head, looking deeply at her, “You’re the woman I love; of course, I have to protect you.”

Listening to this alluring voice, Jane’s heart began to race.

This perilous scene had unfolded in just three minutes but was effortlessly resolved by Patrick.