Chapter 1090 The Ruse
After a while, Jane only responded with an "Oh," indicating she heard Anthony but didn't want to comment.
Jane had always known Anthony to be a very smart person.
He wanted her to stay, and after she refused, he didn't bring it up again. However, he never gave up on it.
He wanted her first to accept the child, and then accept him, the child's father.
When the child became important enough in Jane's heart, she would start not wanting to leave the baby. She would wonder if the baby could grow up healthy and happy in an environment lacking a mother or father figure.
Anthony was like a meticulous strategist, gradually pulling Jane into the trap he had set. Even when she was already hanging on the edge of the trap, he would calmly ask, "Are you willing to jump down?"
Anthony kept his word, and the vegetable soup the next day was exceptionally good and tasty.
Near dusk, people from the Clark Manor delivered something again.
It happened to be vegetable soup.
"How did the people from the Clark Manor know about the vegetable soup?" Jane asked the servant beside her.
Another purchasing servant spoke up, "Ms. Watkins, I ran into a servant from the Clark Manor today. They saw me buying vegetable soup and probably guessed it."
Jane nodded, relieved that no one around her was leaking information to Ann.
She hated having people around who would betray her.
"Ms. Watkins, what should we do with this vegetable soup?" the servant inquired.
"Give it to Anthony when he comes back," she said.
"Yes, ma'am."
When Anthony returned, he didn't mention Ann's vegetable soup, as if it didn't exist.
The next morning, Jane was awakened by the sound of knocking on the door.
The knocking was urgent, as if something important had happened. Half-awake, Jane was instantly alert, instinctively protecting her slightly swollen belly.
The knocking came from the next door, Anthony's room.
Jane opened her door and saw Anthony putting on his coat and walking out, his face a bit grim, moving quickly.
He immediately noticed Jane, his expression softening a bit. "Did I wake you?"
Jane didn't hold back. "Yes."
She had just woken up, her voice still soft and sweet, her expression a bit dazed, with two strands of hair sticking up adorably.
Anthony ruffled her hair. "It's still early, you can sleep a bit more."
Jane glanced at the bright window outside. It was already daylight; how could it still be early?
Had she been sleeping in too much lately?
She didn't have a job and slept until nine or ten every day. Was that too much?
Not at all!
"Mr. Clark, the car is ready." another servant reported, also looking anxious.
"What happened?" Jane frowned and asked.
"It's a company matter. I'll handle it quickly, be good," Anthony said, holding Jane's waist and guiding her back to her room, urging her to go back to sleep.
Jane was a heavy sleeper, but at this moment, she had no desire or mood to sleep.
She pushed Anthony's hand away. "Anthony, you're lying to me."
Anthony paused.
Jane said, "If it's a company matter, why isn't Clint here? Why do the servants look so anxious? Don't tell me you selected these servants from your secretarial department; otherwise, how would they understand company matters?"
Anthony looked at Jane for a while, then smiled helplessly and conceded. "Jane, sometimes being too smart isn't a good thing."
"Being smart might not be good, but being stupid is definitely bad," Jane said seriously, looking up at Anthony. "Anthony, I don't want to be kept in the dark."
If it were really a company matter and unrelated to her, Jane believed Anthony wouldn't be so evasive.
"Alright," Anthony finally conceded. "It's my mother. She's sick and needs me to go back."
Jane's pupils dilated slightly in surprise.
Ann had sent her vegetable soup yesterday, and today she was sick?
Ten minutes later, Anthony left Emerald Gardens.
A maid stayed with Jane. She had initially guessed that Jane would follow Anthony back to the Clark Manor. After all, Jane had asked about it, and she could tell that although Jane didn't like Ann, she didn't harbor any ill will towards her.
The maids and bodyguards privately discussed that Jane was magnanimous. If it were another woman pregnant with the Clark family's child and backed by Anthony, she would have gone to provoke Ann long ago, instead of quietly staying at Emerald Gardens, keeping a low profile and not causing trouble.
"Ms. Watkins, Mrs. Clark accidentally fell yesterday. She slipped into a small pond while walking in the evening and developed a fever at night. The family doctor has seen her, but the fever hasn't subsided. The people at the Clark Manor called, saying Mrs. Clark has been calling Mr. Clark's name in her delirium," the maid explained.
Jane keenly caught the key points. "Fell, slipped, and then had a fever. Three incidents in a row. Mrs. Clark's luck is a bit too bad."
The maid thought it did seem a bit too coincidental.
Reminded by Jane, the maid immediately realized that Ann's actions were likely a ploy to get Anthony back.
Jane indeed thought it was a scheme.
Besides being too coincidental, there was another point: Ann had lived in the Clark Manor for many years. Would she really slip by the small pond? She wasn't unfamiliar with the place, and no one would dare push her in.
Moreover, Ann was used to having maids with her. The maids weren't playing around; would they let her fall into the water?
Jane just couldn't figure out Ann's purpose. After all, Ann was Anthony's mother. If she wanted to see Anthony, a phone call would bring him back. Why use such a tactic?
Anthony was gone for a whole day. In the evening, he called Emerald Gardens, saying not to wait for him for dinner.
At nine in the evening, Anthony still hadn't returned.
Jane went upstairs, lay in bed, and received a call from Anthony.
"Are you getting ready to sleep?" Anthony's voice came through the receiver.
Jane pulled the covers over herself, leaving only her slender arms outside. She was actually ready to sleep but said, "No, I'm watching a show."
"Jane, you should get ready to sleep," Anthony said indulgently yet helplessly, his voice tinged with longing. "I won't be back tonight. Be good. You can play tomorrow after you wake up."
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