Mysterious Mrs. Pansy

A cold, sharp voice came from behind, causing Jane to stop in her tracks.

Turning around, she saw the man on the hospital bed was awake. His sharp eyebrows were furrowed, thin lips slightly pursed, and his sharp and deep eyes were fixed on her.

Jane smiled and explained, “Sir, you were in a car accident. I brought you to the hospital.”

The man squinted his eyes slightly and asked, “Is that so?”

Jane nodded. “Don’t worry; the doctor has conducted a detailed examination, and there’s nothing serious. You can notify your family to come and accompany you.”

Checking the time on her watch, Jane continued, “It’s quite late now. If there’s nothing else, I’ll leave. Rest well.”

Having said this, Jane turned and walked away.

The man’s deep gaze closely followed Jane’s retreating figure. His sexy thin lips curved into a meaningful smile.

“Jane, is it? I believe we’ll definitely meet soon.”

The next day, it was the weekend.

Jane got up early.

In two days, she should go to the hospital for Old Pansy’s acupuncture.

Jane felt a bit uneasy about it since it involved someone’s life, especially when it was Old Pansy. She couldn’t afford any mistakes.

So, Jane took out the medical kit Uncle Newton left for her, along with related medical literature, and carefully studied them.

Recalling Uncle Newton’s acupuncture technique on Old Pansy at the hospital, Jane experimented on herself several times, quickly identifying the acupoints.

She breathed a sigh of relief; it should be fine.

Jane practiced a few more times, then packed everything away. Seeing it was still early, she decided to go out and buy a birthday gift for Osborn.

She entered a boutique.

“Miss, let me know if you need anything,” a very enthusiastic salesperson greeted her.

“I’ll just browse,” Jane replied with a faint smile.

The polite salesperson nodded, “Feel free to ask if you need anything.”

“Thanks!” Jane smiled.

At that moment, the boutique’s door opened, and a young woman in a white dress walked in, elegant and noble.

Passing by Jane, her cold gaze lingered on her for a few seconds, carrying a hint of hostility.

Jane looked up at her.

She seemed familiar.

It was Freda Huggins, a famous pianist who had recently gained popularity.

“Miss Huggins, is there anything I can help you with?” The salesperson also recognized Freda, warmly approaching her.

Freda withdrew her gaze and replied indifferently, “Fetch that scarf for me.”

Seeing Freda no longer staring at her, Jane didn’t pay it much mind and continued picking out a gift for Osborn.

In the end, she chose a tie. “Salesperson, please check this tie for me.”

Just then, at the boutique’s entrance, Florence and Erica walked by.

“Florence, isn’t that Jane?” Erica suddenly spotted Jane inside and stopped in her tracks.

Florence glanced inside, indeed seeing Jane.

“What is she doing in there?” Florence squinted, coldly asking.

Erica answered, “Probably shopping.”

“Let’s go inside and see.” Florence snorted.

Before, Jane, with her status as Patrick’s fiancée, and Patrick backing her up, had repeatedly disregarded Florence.

Now, Jane was dumped by Patrick. She was nothing but a country girl. Let’s see what she has to be proud of now!

Thinking of this, Florence, in her high heels, accompanied by Erica, confidently walked up to Jane, pointing at the tie in her hand. “I want that tie!”

Florence’s familiar voice echoed in Jane’s ears. She looked up, seeing Florence and Erica standing in front of her with an air of arrogance.

The waiter looked at Florence with some difficulty, cautiously saying, “Miss Doyle, this young lady has already claimed this tie.”

“I’ll pay double!” Florence glared fiercely at Jane.

Previously, she couldn’t snatch the Elsa dress she wanted from Jane at RD Boutique, and that had been bothering her. Now, without Patrick’s support, what qualification did Jane have to compete with her?Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

Today, she would definitely vent her frustration!

“This…” The waiter looked at Jane with a pleading look. “Miss, perhaps you can consider looking at other options?”

Miss Doyle, a mere waiter couldn’t afford to offend her.

Jane casually glanced at Florence. “Since you want it, take it. I wasn’t interested anyway.”

With that, Jane ignored Florence and pointed to another tie, telling the waiter, “Bring me that one.”

Florence immediately provoked, “I want that one too. Wrap it up for me!”

Jane frowned slightly. Was Florence picking a fight with her again?

Originally, she had no intention of dealing with Florence. Since Florence had willingly walked into this, she wouldn’t hold back! Let Florence bleed a little!

Jane then pointed at the most expensive tie, smiling as she said to the waiter, “Please get me this one.”

“As long as Jane likes it, I want them all!” Florence provocatively looked at Jane, a hint of triumph on her lips.

Jane smiled nonchalantly, casually pointing at various items, “This, this, and this… I want everything in this store.”

“Wrap them all for me!” Florence raised her eyebrows, boldly making her request.

Erica pulled Florence’s hand gently, whispering, “Florence, Jane is deliberately provoking you. Don’t fall for it.”

“What, can’t I afford it?” Florence frowned, giving Erica a dissatisfied look.

The Doyle family had plenty of money, and Florence wasn’t short of it either. As long as it prevented Jane from buying anything, returning empty-handed, what did this small expense matter? It made her happy!

Jane looked at Florence as if she were an idiot. Uninterested in wasting any more time with these two, she turned and walked towards the exit.

“Jane, you’re leaving so soon?” Erica stepped forward, blocking Jane’s path.

Jane frowned, saying coldly, “Move!”

“I warn you, stop bothering Osborn!” Erica’s eyes couldn’t hide the jealousy.

Lately, gossip magazines often reported rumors about Jane and Osborn. Especially after seeing Jane move into Osborn’s apartment in the eastern part of the city, Erica was consumed by jealousy.

Jane was just a country bumpkin, a leftover flower after being dumped by Patrick. Why did she have the right!

Upon hearing the name “Osborn,” Freda, who had been nearby, suddenly looked up. She stared at Jane, beautiful eyes bursting with the same envy as Erica.