Unexpected Fiancée

Chapter 186: Healing Miss Candice'S Condition

Chapter 186: Healing Miss Candice's Condition

Jane stared at the familiar and upright figure in front of her, feeling like she had entered a different world.

"Jane, it's me!" Patrick curled his lips, his magnetic voice resonating.

He raised an eyebrow, his deep gaze firmly fixed on the woman in front of him.

In just a few days, Jane had become noticeably thinner.

Her fair face, deprived of sunlight in the cave for several days, now looked exceedingly pale.

Her beautiful eyes were slightly red, teeming with glistening tears, yet she bravely held them back.

In the wind, Jane's slender body seemed like it could be blown away at any moment.

With a stride, Patrick stood in front of Jane, extending his long arms without hesitation and pulling her into a tight embrace.

Once again enveloped in Patrick's embrace, it remained warm and comforting, providing Jane with an inexplicable sense of security.

Her heart pounded rapidly, like a fawn clumsily colliding.

A thousand words swirled in her mind, but she didn't know how to express them.

How could Patrick suddenly appear here?

Why did he come to save her?

Did he forgive her for Old Pansy falling ill...?

A myriad of thoughts raced through her mind. Jane opened her mouth, "I... am I dreaming?"

"Of course not," Patrick held Jane tightly with both hands and, in a low, resonant voice, said near her ear, "Jane, I finally found you. Do you know how worried I was?"

Feeling the scorching warmth from the man in front of her, Jane's originally pale face blushed.

His warmth was so familiar, so real.

It was indeed Patrick!

He saved her.

In her almost desperate moment, he appeared before her like a godsend, saving her.

"Patrick, how did you know I was here?" Jane bit her lip, looking up at him, "I thought I would never see you again..."

"Never." Patrick raised an eyebrow, and his deep gaze fell on her face.

Their eyes intertwined, expressing a myriad of emotions without a single word.

Patrick's hands cradled her face, and leaning down slightly, his lips gently met Jane's, slowly kissing her.

Watching that familiar handsome face, magnifying in front of her incessantly, Jane's face suddenly heated up.

"Paddy!" Just as Patrick was about to kiss Jane, Candice's annoying voice interrupted.

Paddy?

It was Candice's voice!

Why was Candice here?

Jane's heart tightened bit by bit.

She gently pushed Patrick away, turned around, and saw Candice walking toward her with an expressionless face.

Candice, witnessing this glaring scene, felt a burning jealousy engulfing her.

She had thought Jane was long buried in the avalanche, but unexpectedly, Patrick found her!

And not only did she not die, but upon seeing Patrick, she couldn't wait to seduce him!

After a considerable effort, Candice managed to suppress the jealousy and quickly walked to Patrick's side.

She tugged at Patrick's sleeve, forcibly positioning herself between Patrick and Jane. "Paddy, as long as Miss North is fine, you don't have to worry anymore. Now that Miss North has found Dr. Newton, Mr. Old Pansy can be saved."

In Candice's words, there was an implication that Patrick came to save Jane only because he needed to find Dr. Newton.

Patrick snapped back to reality, nodded faintly, and said, "Candy, you've worked hard all the way."

"Paddy, as long as I can help you, a little hardship is nothing. I'm willing to give everything for you." Candice's eyes, full of affection, fell on Patrick. "I know you feel the same way. You once said you'd do anything for me."

Patrick furrowed his brow, "Candy, let's not talk about this now."

He looked at Jane again, his tone filled with concern. "Jane, you've been trapped for so long; you must be tired. How about we go back and rest..."

Before Patrick could finish his sentence, Candice, standing beside him, suddenly collapsed onto him, her voice weak, "Paddy, I feel so uncomfortable..."

"Candy? Candy, what's wrong with you?" Patrick's heart skipped a beat, instinctively supporting Candice.

Candice was ice-cold, pale, eyebrows tightly closed, and she fainted.

"Candy!" Patrick held Candice, his eyes showing a mix of nervousness and worry.

"Mr. Pansy, Miss Candice probably fainted due to exhaustion, coupled with her unfamiliarity with the low temperature," Morton spoke up.

"Where is the nearest hospital around here?" Patrick asked coldly.

A villager stepped forward, "There's no hospital in the village, and the nearest one is in the county. With the current heavy snow, it's unlikely an ambulance can make it."

Watching the unconscious Candice, Patrick suddenly remembered the scene when he and Candy were trapped in a small dark room back then.

Back then, he couldn't save Candy, and now he couldn't let anything happen to her again.

Patrick pondered, "Morton, arrange for a helicopter to come over and take Candy to the hospital as soon as possible."

"Yes, sir." Morton respectfully replied.

Seeing Patrick's tense expression as he held Candice, Jane's mood plummeted from heaven to hell in an instant.

Patrick's utmost concern was always for Candy.

She had just experienced a life-threatening situation, almost dying in this avalanche.

Yet, the one he held now was Candice.

"Jane." Nana walked up to Jane and patted her shoulder.

Jane snapped out of her thoughts, smiled bitterly, "I'm fine."

Nana nodded toward Candice, subtly lowering her voice as she asked in Jane's ear, "Is she really fainted?"

Jane's lips curled in a sarcastic smile. She walked a few steps to Patrick, lowered her gaze to Candice in his arms, and calmly said, "Patrick, step aside and let me see her."

Patrick looked at Jane and agreed, "Sure, take a look at Candy."

He almost forgot that Jane was knowledgeable in medicine.

Jane crouched down, reached out, and felt Candice's pulse.

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She was definitely faking it.

"How is she?" Patrick couldn't help but ask after Jane remained silent for a while.

Jane coldly smiled and ignored Patrick. Instead, she called out to Morton, who was rushing towards the mountain village, "Morton, no need to trouble yourself. I can treat Miss Candice's condition."

Morton paused, seeking approval with his eyes from Patrick.

Patrick asked, "What's wrong with Candy?"

"She's fine." Jane spoke indifferently.

The next second, Jane's eyes turned cold. She raised her right hand and delivered a heavy punch to Candice's chest.