The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride by Whispering Willow

Chapter 558 Patrick is a Jerk

In the evening, Patrick cha bit late. When he returned, he was carrying a box in his hand.

It wasn't his fault for being late, it was just that Vera's gift was hard to get.

Because she had been recuperating and to prevent her from experiencing postpartum depression, he had been

buying, giving and searching for gifts every day. Eventually, he had successfully bought Vera all the international

brands, niche luxury items and rare, expensive gifts, including jewelry, clothing, bags, diamonds and so on.

To make her happy, he had gone from someone who couldn't tell the difference between lip gloss and lipstick to

someone who knew all the lipstick colors and brands.

Today, he really didn't know what gift to give. His only female secretary, Sophia, had been sent to the former

Vertex Innovations Group, now The Miller Group, to take charge.

Without Sophia, it was extremely difficult for him to please Vera. So, he had no choice but to call her and ask

what gift she wanted.

Then, he was ignored by Vera again.

Which couple didn't argue? Wasn't that just how life was? But with Vera, he didn't dare to say anything. If he did,

Vera would hold a grudge and say he didn't love her.

In the end, he had no choice but to search for over two hours before finally coming home.

When he got back, he looked around the living room but couldn't find Vera and Theodore, so he went straight

upstairs.

He pushed open the bedroom door.

"Is Patrick a bad guy? Givea nod." Vera held Theodore's little hands, talking to herself in the room. "Clearly,

you're my child. Why do you look so much like Patrick? What's so good about looking like a jerk?" Patrick, who

was considered a jerk by Vera, remained silent.

"From now on, you can't complain about your wife, got it? Don't be like Patrick, or you'll never find a wife," Vera

continued.

Theodore responded in agreement. He was currently the happiest person in the family. He didn't have to go to

school or earn money. Someone fed him, someone held him when he cried. Everyone in the family loved to make

him laugh. "It's strange, how did | have you at such a young age?" Vera often sighed, "In my life plan, | was

supposed to focus on my career before 30. Now, | haven't even finished my studies and | already have a child."

Vera lay on the bed, reaching out to touch Theodore's lower lip. Theodore thought Vera was going to feed him

again and opened his mouth, waiting to be fed.

Seeing the crystal-clear drool at the corner of Theodore's mouth, Vera smiled and touched his lower lip again,

"I'm not going to let you eat."

Theodore was almost driven crazy by Vera.

Patrick, holding the gift, looked at the warm scene of Vera and Theodore in the bedroom and silently chuckled. It

was only when he was with Vera that he understood the warmth of home. She was indeed the angel sent by God

for him. In the end, Vera made Theodore cry.

"Alright, don't cry, Mommy will feed you," Vera panicked.

"Your temper is just like your dad's. Can't you learn from me? Look, how good Mommy's temper is." Vera

badmouthed Patrick.

Holding Theodore, she quickly unbuttoned her clothes and sat on the bed to feed the red-faced, angry Theodore.

"Indeed, all the bad habits are inherited from your dad." Halfway through her words, Vera noticed Patrick, who

had suddenly returned home, and fell silent.

Nothing was more awkward than badmouthing someone behind their back and getting caught!

When did he cback? Did he float in? There wasn't a sound.

Patrick caught Vera badmouthing him on the spot. He walked over with a smile, "I've been back for a while."

Vera remained silent. What did Patrick mean by that? Was he trying to tell her that he had heard all her

badmouthing just now?

If he had, so be it. She wasn't afraid! After all, she was childish.

Patrick noticed that Vera, who had been chatting with Theodore, ignored him after he cback. "Are you still

angry?" Theodore was already drinking breast milk. He lay in Vera's arms, sucking greedily, eavesdropping on

their conversation. Vera pouted, "Yes."

Patrick sat down, reached out to hold Vera's shoulder and awkwardly apologized, "Alright, | was wrong. I'm sorry."

Vera didn't feel Patrick's sincerity. She shrugged her shoulder, trying to shake off Patrick's hand, "How could a

mature CEO be wrong? You weren't wrong, | was childish." Even after apologizing, he couldn't make Vera happy.

Apologizing was wrong, and not apologizing was also wrong.

What Vera cared about was that Patrick only said he was wrong but didn't know what he was wrong about.

"Let go of me. Don't hug me. You're annoying," Vera complained.

Theodore blinked his eyes and continued drinking milk.

Patrick finally took out the gift to prove his apology. "I really didn't know what else you needed, so | bought you a

cup."

Because Vera had so many gifts that even her jewelry box couldn't hold them all, he ended up buying a cup.

Vera didn't care and casually threw it on the bed.

Patrick, who knew Vera well, spoke again, "A crystal cup, twenty thousand dollars."

Sure enough, after hearing the price, she began to take the cup she had thrown on the bed seriously.

"Why did you buy it?" Vera wanted to know if Patrick was stupid.

Patrick explained, "Molly suggested it."

Vera said, "Idiot."

Patrick awkwardly rubbed his nose, feeling despised again.

In the afternoon, after Vera hung up on him, he called Molly.

At first, Molly didn't dare to answer his call.

It wasn't until the second call that Molly answered. As soon as she did, she apologized, "I'm sorry, Patrick. | was

wrong. | shouldn't have made Shawn angry." "Molly, what does Vera like?" Patrick asked.

Molly was stunned, "What?"

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