Mysterious Mrs. Pansy

“I-I’m sorry, it wasn’t intentional!” Freda quickly apologized, taking out tissues to wipe Osborn’s clothes.

“Forget it,” Osborn frowned, looking down at the stains on his clothes.

The wet spot was on his pants, in a somewhat awkward position.

“Cough.” Freda cautiously spoke up, “I have my brother’s clothes at home. Let me fetch them for you. It’s not good to go out with your clothes all dirty.”

Osborn nodded indifferently.

His current state was indeed a bit awkward.

“I’ll go to the bathroom first and prepare some hot water for you,” Freda said, heading straight to the bathroom without waiting for a response.

She closed the bathroom door and, looking at herself in the mirror, a glint of cunning flashed in her nearly invisible eyes.

She did it on purpose!

Why!

She couldn’t understand why Osborn’s heart was full of that wretched Jane!

What was so good about that woman?!

Freda clenched her fists in jealousy, determined to win the love of her beloved man today, no matter what it took!

Thinking so, Freda opened a cabinet, revealing an aroma diffuser.

This aroma diffuser had an aphrodisiac effect.

Freda curved her lips, ignited the diffuser, and placed it carefully on the counter. She then left the bathroom without a word.

Glancing at Osborn still sitting on the couch, looking a bit cold, Freda smiled and spoke, “Osborn, I’ve prepared the bath for you. Go ahead and wash up. I’ll find my brother’s clothes for you.”

Osborn took off his jacket and walked into the bathroom.

Seeing him go in, Freda’s eyes flashed a triumphant smile. Then, she went to find her brother’s clothes.

Calculating the time, Freda thought it should be just about right. Holding the clothes, she knocked on the bathroom door.

There was no sound of Osborn inside.

With a slight curl of her red lips, it seemed the scented candle had worked.

Freda pushed the door and entered.

As soon as she entered, she saw Osborn, standing naked against the wall, his gaze unfocused.

His body was in great shape, causing Freda to unconsciously swallow, her eyes fixed.

Thinking about what would happen next, Freda’s blood was boiling.

The man she had loved for so many years would finally be hers tonight!

“Jane?”

Osborn, halfway through his shower, felt an unprecedented heat all over his body, as if he were on fire.

He didn’t know what was wrong with him; his mind was filled with thoughts of intimate encounters. When he saw someone coming in, in a daze, he thought the person was Jane.

At Freda’s words, Freda’s face turned cold.

He called out Jane’s name?

Burning with jealousy, Freda put the clothes aside, took advantage of the situation, and threw herself into Osborn’s arms, her voice seductive, “Osborn, it’s me.”

Even if he mistook her for Jane, so what?

As long as she and Osborn had a substantial relationship, became his woman, she wasn’t afraid he wouldn’t take responsibility!

Osborn, originally restless and overheated, instantly cooled down when he touched Freda.

Holding the woman tightly in his arms, he kept calling Jane’s name.

Despite Freda’s internal jealousy, she continued to make moves to seduce Osborn, making him lose his sanity.

“Osborn, I love you so much!” Freda tightly hooked her hands around Osborn’s neck, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him.

I love you so much…

He had waited for this for two whole years, and now, finally, he got what he had been waiting for!

Osborn’s gaze churned with a burning desire, and he leaned down to kiss, his voice deep and husky, “Jane, I love you so much. I’ve loved you for so many years, and you finally accepted me… I’m so happy…”

Listening to the man in front of her expressing deep affection for Jane, Freda suppressed the flames of jealousy and engaged in a passionate kiss.

As Freda escalated her actions, Osborn hesitated.

No, this wasn’t Jane!

Jane would never be this forward!

Osborn vigorously shook his head, finally gaining some clarity, recognizing the person in his arms was Freda.

“Freda, what are you doing?!” Osborn, using the remnants of his sanity, pushed Freda away.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

He turned on the cold shower, forcing himself to calm down.

“Osborn, I really love you…” Freda spoke, unwilling to accept defeat.

The cold water poured over him, bringing Osborn back to his senses. He lifted his thin lips, expressing disgust as he uttered a word, “Leave!”

At this moment, he realized that he had been drugged by Freda.

However, he hadn’t eaten anything, so how did Freda manage it?

His icy gaze fell on the scented candles on the counter, and Osborn understood.

It must be these scented candles!

Seeing that he would rather take a cold shower than touch her, Freda’s face was full of hurt.

When Osborn pushed her away just now, she even bumped into the sink, causing considerable pain.

Freda’s eyes were red, and her fingers tightened bit by bit.

Osborn cared so much about that wretched Jane; was he willing to remain virtuous for her?

Jane, you wretched woman, I will make you pay without a place to bury yourself!

As Osborn calmed down, he dressed and left without giving Freda a single glance.

Thinking about mistaking Freda for Jane and almost making a mistake, Osborn’s gaze grew colder, and a hint of fear passed through his heart.

Luckily, he hadn’t inhaled too much of the scented candle, and a major disaster was averted.

The next day, Freda appeared on the set on time.

Since Osborn invited her for a cameo, this was a heaven-sent opportunity.

Jane, just you wait!

After Jane finished her makeup, she went to the set for filming.

Another kissing scene with Osborn, something Jane had become accustomed to, and it quickly passed.

Freda, on the sidelines, watched Osborn and Jane embrace tightly, fists clenched on both sides of her body, filled with jealousy.

She could see that Osborn wasn’t just acting; he genuinely had feelings for Jane.

Especially the way he delicately held Jane, it was evident he was sincerely in love.

Thinking about the coldness and distance Osborn showed her last night, and comparing it to his affectionate care for Jane at this moment, Freda’s jealousy intensified.

She couldn’t wait to see Jane, that wretched woman, suffer!

At this moment, Freda suddenly noticed Tina nearby, who wore an expression identical to hers.

Freda curved her lips; it seemed luck was on her side!

Just then, Freda saw a few crew members walking by.

They were holding props, preparing for the next scene.

A calculating gleam flashed in Freda’s eyes.

Since there was someone in the same boat as her, why not make that person a scapegoat first?