100 Days to Seduce the Devil

Day Seventy-One…

~~*****~~ 

Following a detailed discussion with Ethan's attending physician, Jane and Nathan could finally feel at ease. The tests had shown that Ethan's health was, in fact, in the clear, and he could even be discharged from the hospital as early as the next day. 

With this encouraging news in mind, Jane made it her mission to keep Ethan company, filling the hours with games and stories, determined to take on the role of caregiver for Nathan during his one-night hospital stay.

However, Jane also harbored a keen curiosity about Nathan's conversation with Ethan's nanny and the vigilant bodyguards. As Ethan enjoyed a quick shower, Jane seized the opportunity to slip out of the room, making her way to the adjacent vacant room where Nathan and the others had convened.

The two guards and the nanny were taken aback, their expressions a mixture of surprise and bewilderment, as Jane entered the room without seeking Nathan's permission to join their discussion. She settled herself beside Nathan with a familiarity that suggested a deep connection between them, casting an unwavering and scrutinizing gaze upon them.

Their anxiety levels had already been ramped up by Nathan's commanding presence, but with Jane's unexpected arrival, their tension escalated further. At that moment, they felt as though they were prisoners who were about to get sentenced to death by these two executors. 

The room seemed to close in, and they were overwhelmed by a sense of impending doom, uncertain about what lay ahead in this intense and scrutinizing interrogation.

"Have you already started questioning them?" Jane inquired of Nathan, her sharp and inquisitive gaze still fixed firmly on the bodyguards and the nanny.

"No, I was waiting for you," Nathan replied promptly, fully aware that Jane shared his concern for Ethan's well-being.

Jane acknowledged his response with a nod and then shifted her attention to the nanny, her eyes probing for answers. "Tell me, what did you let him eat today that could have caused this upset stomach?"

The nanny, her nerves palpable in her trembling fingers, responded with a hint of anxiety, "Ma'am, we only gave him a packed lunch prepared by our family chef. After that, he didn't eat anything, even when we visited his classmate's house."

As the information lingered in the room, both Jane and Nathan's expressions laced with confusion and intrigue. The mention of Ethan visiting a classmate's house triggered their curiosity, prompting Nathan to direct his question to the three individuals before him.

"Tell us more about this classmate," Nathan pressed, his voice tinged with a sense of urgency.

This time, the head guard stepped forward to provide the details. "Young Master Ethan was playing in the playground when he was approached by Miss Helena," he explained. "It turns out that Miss Helena is connected to his classmate, Mia. So, we accompanied them to Mia's house." The guard recognized Helena Carlsen. 

Nathan's face darkened while a cold, calculating glint flickered in Jane's eyes at the mention of Helena Carlsen. Her name added a layer of intrigue to the story. The connection between Helena, Vincent and Mia hinted at a deeper and more complex web of relationships. 

It raised troubling questions: Was Monica attempting to approach Ethan through these indirect means? What were her intentions, and what was she planning to do? Does she want to reveal to Ethan about her identity and their relationship? 

The room seemed to crackle with tension as these unsettling possibilities swirled in the air.

With a sense of urgency and a steely resolve, Nathan issued a clear and unwavering command to the group before him. His voice carried the weight of authority and protectiveness as he made his intentions abundantly clear.

"Starting today, you are to ensure that woman does not come anywhere near Ethan," Nathan ordered, his tone firm and commanding. His words left no room for negotiation, emphasizing the gravity of the situation and the importance of keeping Monica away from his son.

"I believe it's necessary to transfer him to a different school," Nathan added, shifting his gaze to Jane as if seeking her affirmation.

"I'm fully in support of that decision," Jane replied, her gaze unwavering, like ice in its coldness. There was a palpable unease in her, a foreboding sense that this was the right course of action. Jane knew all too well the cunning nature of Monica and harbored a deep-seated intuition that her presence would only spell trouble for Ethan.

'She is good at pushing my buttons. I have to divert her attention away from Ethan. I won't let her get near Ethan.' With a resolute determination, she made a silent vow to herself.

After a while, Jane slowly stood up from her seat, realizing the importance of returning to Ethan's room. It was likely that Ethan had finished his quick bath and might have started searching for her, yearning for the comfort of her presence.

"Nate, I'm heading back to Ethan's room now. You can continue your discussion," Jane said as she prepared to take her leave from the room.

However, Nathan also rose from his seat, dismissing the guards and the nanny. There was no need to prolong the discussion further, especially when he felt a deep desire to spend more quality time with both Jane and Ethan.

"Let's go back together," Nathan whispered softly, gently taking Jane's hand in his.

Jane offered a warm smile in response and nodded. "Of course."

As they walked side by side through the hospital corridors, a sense of unity and determination filled their hearts. They both shared a common hope: that Monica hadn't divulged any sensitive information to Ethan yet. 

They feared that Ethan might unwittingly become entangled in Monica's devious plans, and they were determined to prevent that from happening at all costs. Ethan's safety, mental health, and well-being remained their utmost priority.

*****

When Jane and Nathan entered the room, they were met with Ethan's charming yet slightly pouting expression. His voice carried a tinge of curiosity and longing as he asked, "Where have you been?" It was a question that conveyed his yearning for their presence.

However, as soon as Ethan's eyes landed on the intertwined hands of Jane and Nathan, his initial unhappiness seemed to melt away. His adorable face brightened, and his question shifted its focus.

"Dad, Miss Jane, what's going on?" Ethan inquired again, his finger pointing to their clasped hands.

Jane, caught off guard, bit her lower lip and made a subtle attempt to extract her hand from Nathan's grasp. But her efforts were met with a tightening of Nathan's grip, and he even raised their connected hands with an air of pride.

"Jane and I," Nathan announced with a reassuring tone, "have decided to take our relationship to the next level. We're now in the dating stage." His gaze remained steady as he posed a direct question to their son. "Do you have any complaints or objections, Ethan?" Nathan smirked, followed by a hearty chuckle. He knew that Ethan wouldn't complain.

Jane: "..."

'We haven't discussed that yet?' Jane was flabbergasted by Nathan's declaration. He didn't even consult her about this.

On the other hand, the unexpected revelation had stirred the young boy's emotions. Ethan jumped with joy screaming "Yes! Yes! Finally!" as if he won the lottery.