Mysterious Mrs. Pansy

“Fiancée!” Jane’s heart raced as she heard Patrick announce their engagement to the world. While his words warmed her heart, she couldn’t help but feel a hint of discomfort, worrying about the complications that might arise when it was time to call off the engagement. Jane pushed aside these complex emotions and whispered, “What are you doing here?”

Patrick, his head slightly tilted, whispered in her ear, “Didn’t I tell you that I’m more than ready to deal with anyone who tries to hurt you?” Their intimate whispers drew the attention of everyone in the room.

The warmth of Patrick’s breath on her ear made Jane’s cheeks blush, and she quickly looked away.

Meanwhile, Melissa, watching from the sidelines, felt a mix of emotions. She had previously denied Jane’s ties to Patrick and the Pansy family. But now, Patrick had publicly declared Jane as his fiancée, and their intimate interaction left Melissa seething with shame, jealousy, and hatred.

“Good to have you here, Mr. Pansy,” a reporter switched to a flattering tone. “We were just discussing how Jane’s evidence has turned the tables in her favor. We all know she’s innocent, and I’m sure the viewers feel the same.”NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Monica, however, wasn’t ready to give up. She moved closer to Patrick with pitiful eyes, attempting to sway him. “It’s not true! The evidence Jane presented is fake. She pushed me into the lake, not the other way around!”

Patrick’s glare sent a chill down Monica’s spine. She came to an abrupt stop, her hands helplessly clasped together. She couldn’t afford to lose; she had come too far.

But an idea sparked in her mind – as long as she refused to admit her guilt, what could Jane do to her? With a smug smile, Patrick declared, “Fake? Fine, let’s see what you have to say about this.”

Morton, who had been standing in the background, knew it was time. He approached, turned on a laptop, and played a video.

The video was shot by an amateur photographer capturing the beautiful scenery around Lover Lake from the top of a nearby mountain. By chance, the photographer had captured the incident.

At first, the video showed Jane strolling along the lakeshore, searching for the perfect spot for the shoot. After a few moments, she stopped and nodded with satisfaction.

Suddenly, Monica emerged from behind, sneaking up on Jane. The video clearly showed Monica’s aggressive advances.

In contrast, Jane remained calm with her arms folded. The two women engaged in a brief scuffle, Monica becoming increasingly aggressive.

After two minutes, Monica charged at Jane, who swiftly sidestepped, causing Monica to slip and fall into the lake. The video ended there.

Patrick had instructed Morton to conduct thorough research to find irrefutable evidence of Jane’s innocence. After several days of effort, they had obtained this video proof of the events that day.

Monica’s mouth fell open in shock as she watched the video. There was no denying the evidence, and she was cornered. Patrick asked, “Do you still want to deny it?”

Monica stammered, “No, Mr. Pansy. Please let me explain…”

But Patrick interrupted her, “Enough, Jane will see justice served. I won’t let you off the hook. All the evidence will be handed over to the police. If you have any sense left, you’ll turn yourself in.”

Turn herself in? Monica couldn’t do that. She couldn’t go to jail. She had reached her breaking point. Everything was Jane’s fault. If Jane hadn’t shown up, Monica wouldn’t have been fired, Patrick would have fallen in love with her, and no one would hate her. She wouldn’t have been forced into such desperate actions.

“You ruined everything, Jane. I’d rather die than let you go!” Monica’s eyes sparked with fury. In an instant, she grabbed a fruit knife from the bedside table and lunged at Jane. She was ready to kill her greatest enemy, even if it meant her own death.

Jane was taken aback. The scene felt eerily familiar, reminiscent of the attack in Pansy Group’s underground parking lot. The difference was that this time, it was happening in front of cameras. Patrick had saved her, and the situation became even more dangerous.

To avoid a repeat of the previous incident, Jane stood still, her heart racing. Patrick stepped in and shielded her, grabbing Monica’s wrist just inches from Jane’s chest. The fruit knife fell to the floor.

The audience held their breath, and hundreds of comments poured in within seconds.

“Am I seeing things? Did Monica just try to stab Jane during a live broadcast?”

“Wow, Patrick saved Jane just in time. He’s incredible!”

“Why did Patrick put himself at risk? He’s too good to her.”

Once Morton had regained his composure, he instructed the reporters to turn off their cameras and leave immediately. Patrick had proven Jane’s innocence, so there was no need for the reporters to stay.

Patrick pushed Monica to the floor and stared down at her with an intense glare. “You lunatic! How dare you try to stab Jane in my presence? Do you have a death wish?”

“Patrick, why are you always so good to Jane?” Melissa stepped forward, shoving Jane aside. “She’s just a bitch who will hurt you one day!”

Jane interjected, folding her arms. “By the way, Melissa, didn’t you testify that you saw me push Monica into the lake? What do you have to say now that the evidence has proven you wrong?”