Unexpected Fiancée

Chapter 183: Jane, I'M Here

Chapter 183: Jane, I'm Here

Without hesitation, Patrick leaped from the helicopter, descending slowly to the ground.

This was his second parachute jump.

The previous time, he had jumped with Jane.

Despite the imminent danger they faced, almost facing death, Patrick had been calm and even joyful.

Because at that time, Jane had been by his side.

Jane had told him that she accepted his pursuit, willing to be with him.

From that moment on, they faced life and death together.

But this time, Patrick was filled only with worry, tension, panic... Various negative emotions interwove in every cell of his body.

He was afraid.

Afraid that something might happen to Jane.

Afraid he might never see Jane again.

Patrick squinted, looking down at the vast expanse of white below with deep, focused eyes.

Jane, where are you?

Jane, I'm coming!

Jane, you must hold on!!

A few minutes later, Patrick landed slowly in the forest.

He folded the parachute and set it aside.

Nana followed closely, landing as well.

She slipped and fell heavily as soon as her feet touched the ground.

Patrick hurried over, helped Nana up, and asked in a calm tone, "Miss Nana, are you okay?"

Nana got up, brushed off the accumulated snow on her, and shook her head, saying, "I'm fine; let's hurry and find Jane."

"Okay," Patrick replied, looking around and observing the terrain.

Their current location was on the route from a small mountain village to Mont Brush.

Calculating from the time Jane entered the mountains, she should have passed through here.

Unfortunately, the heavy snow covered everything, leaving no traces.

"We'll search in the direction of Mont Brush from here. Jane should be around here," Patrick pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice.

"Good," Nana nodded, agreeing with Patrick's analysis.

"Now that the snowstorm has mostly stopped, I believe it won't be long before Morton and the search team arrive," Patrick continued, his tone cold and resolute. "As long as we don't overlook any place, we will find Jane."

Patrick's words boosted Nana's spirits.

He was right; strength in numbers. Once the snowstorm stopped, everyone would join the search. As long as they searched every possible place, they would find Jane!

"Jane! Jane! Where are you?" Patrick and Nana walked forward, shouting loudly. "Jane, please answer me!"

At this moment, Patrick wished Jane could hear his voice and respond to him.

Unfortunately, as they walked, the only response was the echo of his own voice.

Due to the avalanche, the thick snow on the road reached Nana's thighs, making each step exceptionally difficult.

She gritted her teeth, persevering, following behind Patrick.

Patrick turned around, seeing Nana's struggling appearance. He furrowed his brows and said, "Miss Nana, step in my footprints, it will make it easier for you."

Nana nodded, stepping into Patrick's footprints, indeed feeling much lighter.

Seeing Patrick's concern and nervousness for Jane, it was hard to understand how they had ended up in their current situation.

"Miss Nana, are you okay?" Patrick stopped as Nana seemed lost in thought.

"I'm fine; let's keep going," Nana snapped back, fearing she might slow them down and quickened her pace.

The two of them continued forward for a long time, until it was almost dark, and there was still no sign of Jane.

"Mr. Pansy, do you think something happened to Jane?" Nana's voice carried a hint of a sob.

She was truly scared. If they couldn't see clearly from the helicopter earlier, now, after meticulously searching the path Jane had taken, there was still no trace of her. Unless Jane didn't take this route, or she might have been buried under the heavy snow.

Nana dared not think further.

"No, Jane will be fine! Patrick's expression turned grim, his tone unwavering.

His face showed an unprecedented coldness. There was a kind of unprecedented helplessness spreading through Patrick's entire body.

He had done his best, but there was still no news of Jane.

But no matter what, even if it was difficult, he wouldn't give up!

Because Patrick firmly believed that Jane was still alive!

She must be somewhere, waiting for him to rescue her.

"Let's go back and maybe Jane didn't take this road," Patrick frowned.

"But this is the only way to Mont Brush," Nana said in frustration. "Jane must have taken this road to find Dr. Newton." Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Maybe she got lost and took another direction," Patrick's brow furrowed.

"No, Jane is a very organized person. She has a compass; she won't get lost, let alone take another path," Nana shook her head.

They had searched this road thoroughly, and there was no sign of Jane. Even though Patrick knew everything Nana said was true, he refused to believe that Jane could be buried under the snow.

"Let's search again!" Patrick said coldly; today, no matter what, he had to find Jane!

Nana nodded, following behind Patrick.

Just as the two of them were returning, they encountered Morton leading a large group of people.

Patrick walked quickly, "How is it? Any news about Jane?"

Morton replied with a gloomy expression, "None."

"Even if we have to turn the entire mountain upside down, I will find Jane!" Patrick's profound gaze flickered with unparalleled determination.

"Paddy, it's getting dark. Why don't we go back and rest for a while, and come back tomorrow to find Miss North?" Candice walked over with Morton, her body trembling as she spoke.

This place was terrible, with such harsh conditions; she was freezing.

If it weren't for Patrick, Candice wouldn't want to stay a moment longer.

"Candy, why are you here too?" Patrick was slightly surprised to see Candice.

Candice walked up to Patrick, shivering, leaning against him with a hint of shyness, "Paddy, I'm worried about you, and I'm worried about Miss North."

Nana didn't want to see Candice's exaggerated appearance and urged, "Mr. Pansy, now that there are so many people, let's quickly go find Jane!"

Candice glared at Nana, "Miss Nana, I understand your current feelings. Of course, we have to find Miss North, but have you ever heard of 'haste makes waste'?

Now, everyone is so tired. Let's take a break, eat something, and then we'll have the energy to find Miss North more effectively. Isn't that right, Paddy?"