Unexpected Fiancée

Chapter 146: Surviving The Disaste

Chapter 146: Surviving the Disaste

The faint fragrance from her lips was just like the memories of his childhood. Patrick felt a bit dazed, only aware of the woman's lips in front of him, which seemed like a cool spring that was refreshing and comfortable. He instinctively reached out and hugged Jane, pulling her closer to him.

She was so soft, cool and comfortable. Patrick wanted more. C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

Unexpectedly, he lost his balance and fell into Patrick's arms. Feeling the strength in his hands, Jane felt happy inside. It seemed that giving him water to drink, physical cooling down had some effect.

"Patrick, wake up," Jane whispered softly into his ear while pressing her cheek against his face. "You promised me that you would pursue me and love me for life to protect me; you can't break your promise."

Her gentle voice entered Patrick's ears causing him to furrow his brows slightly.

Who is calling out to him?

That familiar yet gentle voice... was it Candy? Or Jane?

Candy... Jane...

The figures of both women gradually overlapped with each other in Patrick's mind.

Why did he always have this feeling that Jane was Candy?

Patrick slowly opened his eyes as the woman's face became clearer before him. He lifted the corner of his lips slightly as he said: "Jane..."

"Patrick! You're awake?" The joy in Jane's eyes sparkled brightly.

"Mm." It took some effort for Patrick to nod as he asked: "What happened?"

Why did he feel so weak all over again? Why did it hurt so much?

"You were injured; your wound got infected and caused a fever," explained Jane with concern etched on her face.

Taking several deep breaths helped bring back some memories for Patrick - yes - their plane crashed! They fell into the sea where they encountered strong winds followed by vicious fish attacks!

He vaguely remembered telling Jane not to worry about him because he couldn't hold on any longer...

"Jane... you saved me?" Looking around at their surroundings revealed they were lying on a sandy beach which made relief wash over Patrick like waves crashing onto shorelines after surviving such an ordeal!

Jane smiled lightly: "You've saved my life many times already; I've only returned one favor now but still owe you many more."

Holding onto her hand tightly while speaking lowly: "Then let us use our bodies instead."

As soon as those words left Patricks' mouth warmth spread throughout Janes' body causing her breaths to hitch momentarily before she glanced at him curiously once again.

This man, just when he was barely out of danger, started acting all casual.

How did Jane not know that Patrick had such thick skin before?

Seeing Jane remain silent, Patrick tightened his grip on her hand with a little force. "Don't forget you promised me. You can't back out now."

Jane's thin lips curved slightly. "Yes, I promised you and I won't back out. But for now, we need to find a safe place first."

Patrick woke up from his daze and the situation seemed to have improved slightly. Jane's anxious heart also relaxed a bit.

Patrick's illness was mainly caused by an infected wound soaked in seawater which resulted in high fever. It was unrealistic to rely solely on physical methods to bring down the fever and with the sun beating down mercilessly on the beach even normal people couldn't bear it let alone someone with high fever like Patrick.

To make matters worse, she didn't have any medicine at hand which made her worry even more.

After thinking for a while, she came up with an idea.

For now, her only option was to find a safe place for Patrick first before going around the island looking for Chinese herbs that could be used as antipyretics.

Back when she lived in rural areas before coming here, she learned medical skills from a respected old Chinese doctor and therefore understood traditional Chinese medicine as well as knew about Chinese herbs.

"Patrick can you walk?" Jane looked into the distance; She wanted to go into the forest looking for herbs but didn't want Patrick lying there alone either.

Patrick tried standing up but found it difficult.

Jane quickly reached out and supported him; His entire body leaned against her shoulder while his right arm wrapped around her shoulder hanging loosely over her chest.

Unintentionally though Patricks big hand touched that soft area of her chest causing an electric shock-like feeling making Janes face turn red instantly.

Jane paused mid-step then gave Patrick an annoyed look saying: "Can't you behave yourself?"

A hint of laughter appeared at one corner of Patricks mouth as he teased: "Are you shy?"

Jane pursed her lips changing topics: "Watch your step."

It took some effort but eventually Jane helped support Patrick under a large tree where they were shielded from sunlight by its leaves making their surroundings quiet too.

Carefully supporting him onto sitting position leaning against tree trunk allowing him time rest,

"Patrick rest here while I go nearby see if there are any herbs," said Jane opening up conversation again.

"Mm-hmm," replied Patrick faintly feeling much better than earlier already.

Patrick was already in good physical shape, and now with Jane's heartfelt care, he was feeling even better. Afraid of getting lost, Jane had marked their path all the way. As they walked briskly forward, Jane suddenly heard a faint rushing sound.

"What is that sound?" she wondered. "Could it be dangerous?"

Jane cautiously stopped in her tracks and listened carefully for a while with her head tilted to one side.

"It's the sound of water!" she exclaimed. "There must be a water source nearby!"

With joy in her heart, Jane followed the direction of the flowing water until she came upon a small stream not long after.

"Fantastic!" she thought as she quickly approached the stream and squatted down to drink from it using her hands like a cup.

After drinking copiously from it, Jane felt much more comfortable all over her body. She stood up again and saw several fruit trees on the other side of the stream bearing orange fruits that looked very much like oranges.

She hurriedly crossed over to them and picked one fruit before sniffing at it carefully.

"It must be an orange," she concluded before peeling off its skin and taking a bite out of its juicy flesh which tasted sour-sweet but delicious nonetheless.

It seemed that fate was still smiling on her since finding both water source and oranges meant surviving on this island would no longer pose any problem for them anymore!

Jane quickly picked several more oranges since Patrick's injuries worried her greatly then retraced their steps following those markings back towards where they had started earlier looking for herbs along their way but unfortunately without success so far...

"Well then," thought Jane resignedly as they reached back under that big tree where they had rested earlier only to find Patrick missing! Her heart sank immediately with worry: how could he disappear just like that when his injuries were so severe?

"Could something have happened to him?" cried out Jane anxiously while running around frantically calling out his name repeatedly: "Patrick! Patrick! Where are you?"