Mysterious Mrs. Pansy

Jane gave Patrick a disdainful look. “Jerk!”

“What’s wrong? Don’t tell me you were hoping for something to happen last night?” Patrick smirked, his tone tinged with mockery.

“You were the one hoping!” Jane exploded, her small face flushed with anger…

Patrick chuckled lowly. Suddenly, he leaned down, and his thin lips approached Jane’s ear. In a husky voice, he said, “You’re not wrong; I did hope, very much…”

That voice was too alluring…

Jane couldn’t help but blush, hastily pushing Patrick away and clearing her throat. “Didn’t you say we’re going for breakfast? Get going!”

“Hmm.” Patrick nonchalantly agreed, no longer teasing her, turning and heading downstairs.

This man!

Jane watched Patrick leave the room and quickly got out of bed to get dressed.

The embarrassing scenes from last night gradually replayed in Jane’s mind, becoming clearer.

Yesterday, she remembered Patrick carrying her to bed, passionately kissing her.

Then… why did Patrick stop?

Was her charm insufficient?

What was she thinking?!

Stop, stop!

Jane slapped her cheeks, took a deep breath, and chased away the inexplicable emotions in her heart.

After freshening up, she went downstairs. Seeing a table full of a delicious breakfast, all her favorites, Jane felt a headache threatening to explode.

Whatever Erica had given her to drink last night was potent. Even after a whole night, she still felt terrible.

Jane rubbed her temples, and suddenly, a well-defined large hand appeared in front of her.

Patrick handed a glass and some pills to Jane, his tone gentle. “Have some breakfast and take the cold medicine.”

Jane couldn’t help but feel a warmth in her heart.

The always aloof and frosty Patrick also had this caring and tender side.

During her cold these days, Patrick had been taking care of her. He personally watched her take medicine, sleep on time, and rest well, ensuring she recovered.

“Okay.” Jane took the pills obediently, had a few sips of congee, and then swallowed the medicine.

Seeing Jane obediently take the medicine, Patrick raised his lips slightly and elegantly started eating breakfast with chopsticks.

Even with such a simple action as having breakfast, Patrick interpreted it with unparalleled elegance and nobility, as if he were a born king.

Jane couldn’t help but be a little dazzled.

“Had enough of the view?” Patrick raised an eyebrow.

Jane snapped out of her daze, pursing her lips. “Patrick, I want some mirror cakes from Wufang Zhai.”

Patrick paused, and his thin lips curved slightly. “These don’t suit your taste?”

“Suddenly not in the mood for these. I want the mirror cakes from Wufang Zhai.” Jane didn’t know where this sudden emotion came from, but she suddenly craved the soft and sweet mirror cakes from Wufang Zhai.

“I’ll get them for you. Wait for me at home.” Patrick put down what he was holding, stood up, and without saying another word, grabbed his coat, ready to leave.

“Wait.”

Jane glanced at the time, “Wufang Zhai’s breakfast is only served until ten in the morning, and it’s already nine. Besides, Wufang Zhai is only in the West City. If we rush, it’ll be closed.”

He paused, turned around to look at her, “As long as it’s what you want, if it doesn’t exist, I’ll make sure it does.”

“Wait for me at home.”

His crisp voice lingered in Jane’s heart, as if being tickled by soft feathers, itchy.

Jane sat in the chair, the words Patrick had just said echoing in her ears.

He said he would deliver whatever she wanted right to her.

This man, cold as ice in front of others, unwelcoming to strangers, but always teasing her at the most unexpected moments.

Just then, the sound of a text message interrupted Jane’s thoughts.

She glanced down; Patrick had left in a hurry and forgot his phone.

It was a reminder of running a red light violation.

So… Patrick ran a red light just to get her the mirror cakes.

Before long, the text message notification kept chiming.

Goodness!

How many red lights did Patrick run!

Wasn’t he afraid of danger, of getting into an accident?

For her trivial request, was he willing to risk his life?

A warm current surged through Jane’s heart. She walked lazily to the sofa, lying down with a hint of laziness, and Patrick’s handsome face filled her mind.

Actually… she had probably tested him enough?

During these days, Patrick had saved her more than once.

He should genuinely care about her, right?

But what about Candy?

During these days, Candice was in the hospital, and she would occasionally call Patrick.

Although Patrick’s attitude had always been cold, Jane still felt uneasy.

She could tell that Candice hadn’t given up on Patrick.

Patrick had his bodyguard keep an eye on Candice, preventing her from causing trouble.

This allowed Jane to have a few peaceful days.

Jane had a hunch that Candice, that pure and innocent white lotus, wouldn’t give up so easily.

She might be brewing some big move to deal with her!

Lost in her thoughts, about an hour later, Patrick returned.

“Here.” Patrick stepped in, placing a paper box with Wufang Zhai written on it in wooden print in front of Jane.

His expression remained cool. If she hadn’t seen those text messages, Jane wouldn’t have imagined how many red lights he had run to buy her this box of mirror cakes.

“Thank you.” Jane looked at Patrick’s gaze, a hint of gratitude in her eyes.Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Patrick’s well-defined fingers pointed at the box, his gaze softening a bit. “Eat it while it’s hot.”

Jane opened the box, and the mirror cakes were still steaming.

Raising an eyebrow, she lightly picked up a piece and put it in her mouth.

The sweetness and softness upon tasting were exactly as she had imagined, instantly satisfying Jane.

Opening her eyes, she saw Patrick looking at her with a smirk, “Take your time.”

Before the words landed, Jane quickly took another bite of the mirror cake.

Observing the woman in front of him wolfing down the food, Patrick’s gaze involuntarily softened a few degrees.

“Today’s mirror cakes are the most delicious I’ve ever had in my life.” Jane’s red lips lifted slightly, hinting at something.

“Is that so?” Patrick’s lips curved with a faint smile.

Did she mean… it was the best because he bought it for her?

Jane nodded, suddenly recalling something. She spoke, “Next time, you don’t have to do something like this for me. Running red lights all the way. If something happens to you, I can’t afford the cost of your life.”

After finishing the last bite of the mirror cake, satisfied, she leaned back on the sofa, gazing at him with a lazy and affectionate look.

In this state, Jane looked like a lazy little kitten, incredibly adorable.

A thought crossed Patrick’s mind, and he leaned in abruptly, irresistibly kissing her red lips…