100 Days to Seduce the Devil



Day Fifty-Three…

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Ethan was fighting the urge to cry. He was still holding Jane's hand as he looked at her with a questioning gaze. 

'Now that she's back to her original body, she can no longer remember me…' The sadness was evident on his face. 

Meanwhile, Jane was on the verge of losing her mind. Who would have thought that seeing Ethan sad could give her the worst feeling in the world?

She wanted to hug him and comfort him but she couldn't. Nathan was there, watching her every reaction. She gazed down, her eyes staring at Ethan's small hands.

Before she could say a word, Nathan intervened. He held his son, pulling him away from Jane.

"Ethan, she didn't know you. Don't be confused. She is not your Mom." Nathan's voice was so cold. He narrowed his eyes on Jane.

Ethan darted his gaze back and forth between Nathan and Jane. The two were looking at each other meaningfully.

After a while, Ethan sighed deeply and decided to apologize.

"I'm sorry, Miss Jane. I mistook you for someone." Ethan gazed down, avoiding Jane's eyes. He was shaken because he thought Jane couldn't remember him. He felt so lost today because he didn't know if Jane's memory of him would come back or not.

But as long as she was safe and sound, Ethan already felt relieved. He wouldn't give up. He believed that Jane would still remember him.

Ethan looked around, searching for a magical creature. He thought Bam-Bam would be the solution to his problem. He might have known something. Unfortunately, Bam-Bam was not around.

Meanwhile, Cherry approached Jane, hugging her. She was glad that she was fine.

"Sis… How are you? Are you hurt?" Cherry asked her, checking and assessing her body.

Jane gave her a faint smile and replied, "I'm fine. Don't worry about me. Mr. Sparks brought me to his medical facility to have another check up. I'm feeling better now." 

Jane lied because she didn't want Black Rose to worry about her. Furthermore, she had to keep what happened to her. She shouldn't tell anyone that Nathan and his men tortured her a little.

Stephen, on the other hand, was silently observing Jane. He didn't completely believe her. He knew his best friend. He might have done something to her.

Stephen also stepped forward. He grabbed Jane's wrist, feeling her pulse. Nathan was displeased seeing how worried Stephen was for Phantomflake.

"You have to come with me. My father still needs to examine your condition." Stephen sounded worried.

Jane reflexively glanced at Nathan. She was waiting for his decision. Stephen noticed how Jane sought Nathan's approval so he turned to face Nathan.

"Nate, can I bring her with me? She still needs to do some laboratory tests. After making sure she is fine, I'll bring her back here." Stephen just wanted to know that Jane was physically healthy. He would be at ease if his father would examine her.

Nathan hadn't responded yet when Little Ethan intervened. "Dad, please allow Miss Jane to do the examination. It's for her health. Besides, she is Uncle Stephen's patient."

Nathan's expression turned darker. Everyone was showing concern for Jane, including his son.

"Okay. But wait for Chantha and Axel. Chantha will accompany you." Nathan would like to ensure that Phantomflake wouldn't escape.

For now, he was satisfied with Jane's performance. As long as Ethan and Phantomflake wouldn't be closer to each other, Nathan would feel at ease.

"Ethan, we should go home now. I already fulfilled your request." Nathan didn't have any intention of allowing Ethan to tag along with Stephen and Jane.

Ethan could only bob his head with a disheartened look on his face. He was very sad and disappointed because Jane couldn't remember him.

He glanced at Jane but she wasn't looking at him. He could feel that Jane was avoiding him.

'Why do I feel something strange about Mom? Did she really forget about me? Or perhaps… she is just pretending?' Ethan suspected.

'I have to test her to find out. But since her health is our priority, I won't bother her for now. Uncle Stephen must examine her condition first.' Little Ethan was trying to understand the situation.

He looked at her one last time before he followed his father. Nathan was so determined to separate his son from Phantomflake.

When they rode the car, Ethan asked his father. "Dad, are you mad at Miss Jane? Do you hate her?"

Nathan was taken aback by Ethan's direct question. "Why do you ask?"

Ethan looked at his father intently. "I could feel it. You are acting rudely toward her. I can also see the hatred in your eyes whenever you look at her."

Nathan just fell silent. 'Because she killed your mother.'

No matter what, Nathan couldn't bring this up to Ethan. He wasn't aware that his son knew that his mother was assassinated. Nathan assumed that his son believed that his mother died in an accident.

As much as possible, Nathan didn't want Ethan to know the truth behind Monica's death. For him, Ethan was still young and he wouldn't understand it. This was not the right time to reveal what happened.

"Ethan, Miss Jane, and I are not that close. I'm always indifferent to strangers. Don't give meaning to that." Nathan wanted to dodge Ethan's question.

"She's a cunning woman, Ethan. Don't get close to her." He warned his son.

But Ethan just ignored his father's warning. 'Why do I feel that my Dad is hiding something from me? Where is this resentment coming from? Why does my father hate Miss Jane?'

"Dad… didn't you feel anything when you met Miss Jane?" Ethan asked him innocently. "Don't you see any similarity between Miss Jane and Miss Abi?"

Ethan was dying to say that the woman whom his father liked was none other than Miss Jane. But he knew that his father wouldn't believe him.

"Nothing. I feel nothing." Nathan promptly responded. He was blinded by his anger and hatred so he couldn't see any similarities at all.

Ethan just heaved a deep sigh. "Dad… you have to be honest with me. Why do you hate her?"

'I have to know why my Dad is cold toward Miss Jane so that I will know how I can make the two reconcile. Dad and Miss Jane should be together!'

"Ethan, I'm tired. Don't ask me some irrelevant questions. I don't hate her. It's simply that I don't like her."

"No, Dad, you are wrong! You will eventually like her. Trust me! Mark my words." Ethan declared matter-of-factly.