Unexpected Fiancée

Chapter 138 Today is Your Deadline

"Really. Jane is just a flirt who seduces men everywhere, she doesn't deserve you to be so good to her."

Florence kept speaking ill of Jane, "She had a thing with Osborn before and also had an affair with Carl. Now she's in France and still goes to bars to flirt with men, like Patrick. She's cheating on you behind your back and you don't even understand.”

"Shut up." Patrick tugged at his tie and glanced at his watch, feeling annoyed by Florence's incessant chatter.

Jane has been in the bathroom for a long time, why hasn't she come back yet?

Is she angry and left first?

Patrick picked up his phone and dialed Jane's number, but it was turned off.

Worried, Patrick stood up and headed for the bathroom.

"Patrick, where are you going?" Florence asked.

Patrick completely ignored her.

Florence stood up and hurried after.

Her eyes flashed with a sharp gleam.

Let me calculate the time, Annie should have succeeded by now, right? Jane, you can't escape this time!

Please translate the following content into English. "I like to walk in the park on weekends. The air there is so fresh that I can relax myself. Sometimes we can see some small animals, such as squirrels and rabbits. What I like most is to lie on the grass in the sun, I feel very comfortable.”

Restroom.

Jane stood in front of the sink and splashed cold water on her face. She looked up at herself in the mirror.

Jane didn't sleep well last night and her complexion looks a bit haggard, with two dark circles under her eyes particularly noticeable. In fact, Patrick's actions just now did not leave Jane completely unaffected.

Patrick, who is usually so cold and aloof, made a public confession of love to her in front of everyone.

It would touch anyone's heart.

However, Patrick's "Candy" last night really made Jane unable to distinguish how much of his feelings towards her are genuine.

With her eyes closed, Jane rubbed her temples and took a few deep breaths in an attempt to dispel the inexplicable emotions that were weighing on her heart.

Suddenly, with a chill on her neck, something hard pressed against her, with a kind of sharp touch.

It is a sharp dagger!

Jane was startled and suddenly opened her eyes.

In the mirror, Jane saw that the person holding a knife to her was Annie.

"Annie, what are you doing?" Jane asked calmly.

However, she felt a bit regretful in her heart. She had been so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn't even notice when Annie arrived.

Blame it all on Patrick!

If it weren't for him, how could she have been distracted?

"Jane, today is your day to die!" Annie held the dagger against Jane's neck and spoke bitterly.

She didn't expect it to go so well. Annie was overjoyed.

Jane furrowed her brows slightly as Annie approached her again, not having learned her lesson from last time. Since that was the case, there was no need to be polite anymore.

"Annie, isn't Bruce in the banquet hall? Why don't you go find him?" Jane said calmly.

As soon as she heard Bruce's name, Annie's eyes darkened. "Jane, you bitch! If it weren't for you, how could Bruce have broken up with me?"

Thinking about Bruce's heartlessness towards her and being forced to accompany Joseph - a pervert - made Annie's emotions rise. "If it weren't for you plotting against me that day and making a fool out of me in front of everyone else, I wouldn't be in this situation!"

"Oh? You mean that day?" Even with a knife at her throat, Jane remained calm and collected. She smiled faintly. "Wasn't it you who plotted against me first?"

Annie was taken aback by Jane's words and moved the dagger along Jane's neck while changing color on her face. "Jane! You're just relying on your looks! Today I'll destroy your face and see how you seduce men from now on!"

"Well then give it a try!" Seizing the opportunity when it presented itself like lightning striking without warning or sound effects twice at once (idiom), Jane quickly struck two acupoints on Annie's hand which left them numb.

Annie had never expected such an attack from Jane; she had no defense prepared and felt numbness spreading through her hand. With a clang sound echoing throughout the bathroom floor tiles as if they were metallic plates clashing together amidst battle cries of warriors charging into combat zones readying themselves for war campaigns ahead; The dagger fell to the ground.

Turning around only then did Jane notice two burly Frenchmen standing beside one another near where they were located within earshot range but behind closed doors locked by Annie herself earlier before their confrontation began.

Thank goodness Florence had thought things through thoroughly enough beforehand by arranging these two men so everything went according to plan without any hiccups or setbacks whatsoever even though things didn't go exactly according to plan this time around since there were unforeseen circumstances involved which couldn't have been predicted beforehand anyway!

Today would be Janes’ death sentence!

Looking at Janes’ beautiful yet alluring face filled with envy made Annie determined more than ever before: She must destroy this face herself- destroying both beauty & soul simultaneously until nothing remains except ashes scattered across windswept plains devoid of life or hope alike!

"What is it now? Are you trying to repeat your old tricks again?" A mocking smile appeared on Janes’ lips as she spoke those words aloud while watching those two men closing in slowly but surely upon their prey like predators stalking their prey stealthily waiting patiently until they can strike without warning catching them off guard completely unaware what hit them next moment afterwards leaving nothing behind except bloodstained memories haunting nightmares forevermore...

But perhaps Annie underestimated just how much power lay within Janes’ grasp despite being outnumbered 2-to-1 odds stacked against oneself seemingly insurmountable obstacles blocking one's path forward towards victory over defeat when everything seems lost already beyond redemption point-of-no-return reached long ago...

Just as one of the men reached out to grab Jane, she snapped his arm off with a beautiful grasp.

With a snap, the man’s arm bone broke and a sharp pain shot through his body. He staggered and fell to the ground.

Jane flew up with another kick and kicked towards the chest of the other man.

"Ah!" Two screams of misery, and the two men fell to the ground one after another.

They never expected the seemingly fragile woman in front of them to be so brave, with fierce and swift attacks.

Annie was incredulous as she looked at the scene in front of her. It took her a few seconds to snap out of it and react.

Annie shouted at the two men writhing in pain on the ground, "You useless pieces of crap, get up and catch her for me!"

"Annie, you better cut it out," Jane said coldly.

Those two strokes, she used 80% of her strength, and those two guys are gonna be in bed for months.

Jane's lips curled into a cold and glamorous smile. "Annie, it's your turn now."

"Jane, what do you want to do?" Annie's face showed a shocked expression.

She never expected that Jane could be so skilled at fighting!

Even these two strong and tall men are no match for Jane.

Jane looked down at the dagger on the ground and spoke in a cold voice, "Didn't you just say you wanted to paint flowers on my face? Now, should I treat you the same way? Tell me, do you want me to take action or will you do it yourself?"

"Jane, you, you slut, don't come near me!" Annie stepped back towards the door, hoping to escape the restroom.

Jane never gave her the chance.

Just as Annie was about to retreat to the door, Jane grabbed her arm and pushed her inside.

With a bang, Annie fell to the ground.

When Patrick arrived at the bathroom, he heard the sound of ping-pong coming from inside.

"Jane, are you okay?" Patrick's voice carried a hint of urgency and nervousness.