Unexpected Fiancée

Chapter 164: Old Pansy'S Heart Attack

Chapter 164: Old Pansy's Heart Attack

Patrick tightly held Jane's hands, and she struggled, but couldn't break free.

"Jane, why on earth are you calling off the engagement ceremony?" Patrick repeated, seeing Jane remain silent.

Patrick's demeanor momentarily moved Jane.

She closed her beautiful eyes, the scene of Patrick and Candy embracing in the afternoon flashing before her.

A pang in her heart.

Taking a deep breath, Jane's eyes, when opened again, were cold and indifferent. "Why? Shouldn't you know?"

Patrick hesitated, what did he know?

He knew nothing!

"Because... of Candy?" Patrick furrowed his brow. "I told you, I'll explain everything about Candy to you, right?"

Explain?

Jane coldly chuckled.

The facts were already there; what was there to explain?

At that moment, Old Pansy, leaning on a cane with Maurice's support, entered the lounge.

"Patrick, Jane, what on earth are you two doing?" Old Pansy, both angry and anxious, asked with a stern tone upon seeing Patrick and Jane, his face grave.

Why cancel the engagement ceremony?

And in front of all the guests, so suddenly?

Making everyone a laughingstock, utterly senseless!

"Grandpa." Seeing Old Pansy come in, Patrick quickly released Jane and went to support Old Pansy.

"Did you do something to upset Jane?" Old Pansy's face was extremely unpleasant, tapping his cane with a serious and cold tone.

Before Patrick could answer, Beatrice appeared, seemingly out of nowhere, cleared her throat, and said, "Oh, Dad, why blame Patrick? It's obvious now; Jane is behind all of this!

A country bumpkin doesn't understand any rules! On such an important day, if you want to embarrass yourself, fine, but why drag our Pansy family into it?"

Melissa, also present, added fuel to the fire, smearing Jane. "Exactly, cousin couldn't possibly do anything to upset Jane, could he? Today was supposed to be a perfectly fine engagement ceremony, and Jane managed to turn it into a big joke, making our Pansy family lose face!"

Listening to Beatrice and Melissa's relentless criticism, Old Pansy suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.

He covered his chest, gazing at Jane, "Jane, explain, what's going on?"

"Mr. Pansy, thank you for your concern all this time, but today, I must break off the engagement with Patrick." Jane pressed her lips, her tone firm and resolute.

"Jane, is it because of Patrick?" Old Pansy was about to say something else, but a sharp pain gripped his chest, and he swayed.

Thud-

A loud noise, Old Pansy collapsed to the ground.

"Grandpa, grandpa! What's happening to you?" Patrick rushed forward, attempting to support Old Pansy but was a step too late.

Old Pansy's face turned pale, sweating profusely, eyes tightly shut. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Grandpa, what's wrong?" Patrick exclaimed, crouching down, shouting loudly.

However, Old Pansy showed no response.

"Call an ambulance!" Patrick's heart clenched at the sight of Old Pansy unconscious, almost shouting.

A crowd gathered, and the lounge descended into chaos.

Morton immediately dialed 911, his tone carrying urgency. "Hello, this is DeLux Grand Hotel. An elderly person has collapsed. Please come immediately!"

Jane's heart tightened as she glanced at Old Pansy lying on the ground.

His symptoms seemed like a sudden heart attack.

Jane was about to walk over to check on Old Pansy but was blocked by Beatrice and Melissa. "Jane, haven't you caused enough trouble for Grandpa? What more do you want to do?"

"Step aside!" Jane's tone was stern.

Old Pansy's situation was critical, and she needed to administer first aid before the doctor arrived.

The consequences could be dire otherwise.

Melissa, however, snorted, showing no intention of moving. "Jane, who do you think you are? Now that you and your cousin have called off the engagement, you're nothing! You have no right to see Grandpa!"

"Move!" Jane didn't have time to argue with Melissa. She pushed Melissa to the ground.

"Ouch!" Melissa screamed, falling to the floor, glaring hatefully at Jane. "Jane, you actually hit me?"

Jane paid no attention to Melissa but found herself caught by Melissa, holding onto her legs.

Beatrice and Melissa, acting like a pair of shrews, tangled with Jane.

Feeling the urgency, Jane used some force and finally broke free from Beatrice and Melissa, pushing through the crowd to reach Old Pansy.

She crouched down, reaching out to check Old Pansy's pulse, but Patrick's large hand firmly stopped her.

"Jane, what are you doing?" Patrick's brows furrowed, his gaze icy.

Jane, expressionless, gave Patrick a glance, pushed him aside, and immediately began cardiac resuscitation for Old Pansy.

Her skilled movements left Patrick momentarily stunned.

Suddenly remembering when Monica fell into the water, Jane performed CPR for her. When they were stranded on the island, attacked by a large fish, and he was injured and feverish, Jane healed him.

So, Jane knows medicine?

Jane focused entirely on performing CPR for Old Pansy, ignoring the whispers and gestures around her.

At this moment, she felt a bit guilty. If she hadn't canceled the engagement ceremony, stimulating Old Pansy, perhaps he wouldn't have collapsed.

Ten minutes later, the ambulance arrived.

Doctors hurriedly entered the lounge.

"Doctor, please check on my grandpa!" Patrick, always unyielding, sounded tense and anxious.

"The patient had a sudden heart attack and needs immediate treatment!" The doctor examined Old Pansy quickly, his expression solemn. As he spoke, he fitted emergency equipment onto Old Pansy.

Following the doctor, Patrick headed towards the ambulance near the door. Passing by Jane, he paused.

"If anything happens to Grandpa, I won't forgive you." Patrick, his eyes cold, glanced sideways at Jane and walked past her.

Like the bone-chilling cold of a severe winter day, Jane's heart trembled involuntarily.

She hadn't expected things to unfold this way.

But wasn't Patrick himself the instigator of this situation?

If it weren't for his obsession with Candy, would she have canceled the engagement ceremony at all?