The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride

Patrick said, "Lie down. I'll trim your nails for you."

"No, I can do it myself, honey." Vera didn't want Patrick to take care of every little thing for her.

However, Patrick gently placed her on the bed, opened the drawer, and took out the nail clipper. "You're pregnant, you can't bend over, it will put pressure on your belly. If I don't trim them for you, who will?" Vera looked at the gentle Patrick, moved, she crawled over and gave him a kiss.

It wasn't passionate, but it was full of love.

"Honey, I want to do good deeds from now on. I want to thank God for sending you to me."

Patrick glanced sideways. "I've already started."

He was also grateful for such a good marriage.

Patrick hugged Vera's back and kissed her.

It wasn't a passionate kiss, but it was full of affection. "Fighting isn't a good thing, don't fight anymore."

Vera shook her head and argued, "Your son sneaked into my belly. If it weren't for the fight, I wouldn't have discovered him. So, fighting isn't all bad."

Patrick glanced at Vera's belly and said, "Ha, it seems like you're itching for an argument, don't you? Alright, let's revisit that fight, the one that nearly caused you to have a miscarriage. You ended up with a fracture, found yourself at the police station, and yet you still..."

"Easy, honey. I'm just joking with you." Vera started to babble when she couldn't win the argument.

Patrick asked, "Still want to fight?"

"Well, it depends on the situation."

In the middle of the night, Vera was hungry.

Patrick resignedly got up in the middle of the night to eat with her.

While eating, Vera asked Patrick, "Honey, if I have a difficult labor, would you save me or the baby?"

"Shut up and eat. Stop saying such bad things," Patrick scolded Vera for her wild thoughts.

As Vera ate, she asked again, "What if I become unattractive..."

"You won't become unattractive," Patrick interrupted. "I'm saying if."

"No ifs."

Vera got angry. "Honey, I can't talk to you."

Patrick said, "Finish eating before talking to me."

Vera scooped the soft-boiled egg in her bowl. "Honey..."

Patrick said, "Finish eating first."

Vera nodded. "OK."

Then she spoke up again, "Honey, I..."

"Eat first."

Vera pouted and nodded again. She didn't know why, but her mouth always wanted to call out to Patrick. "Okay, I get it; eat first."

While they were eating, Patrick's phone rang. He glanced at the caller and hung up.

Vera quickly finished eating, wiped her mouth, and looked at Patrick. "Honey, who was that call from?"

"A former subordinate."

Jealous, Vera asked, "Which subordinate, male or female? Why are they calling you, a married man, in the middle of the night? And they have your personal number? Or do you often talk in the middle of the night?" Patrick said, "Why so suspicious? She's just a regular subordinate who resigned to study abroad."

Vera said unhappily, "Even so, she can't call you in the middle of the night. I, who have never worked, know not to disturb people at night, let alone a former superior."

Patrick agreed with Vera, "You're right."

Back in the bedroom, Vera fell asleep immediately. Patrick chuckled; it was so easy to make her jealous.

He tucked her in, gently stroked her belly, and kissed her forehead. "Good night, Vera."

A new week of school started, and the temperature rose again.

Randall drove to school, with the back seat full of Vera and Molly's stuff-bags, tissues, wet wipes, water bottles.

He said at home, "My car is becoming the family nanny car."

Patrick said, "At the end of this semester, I'll transfer a million dollars to your account. Get whatever car you want."

Randall excitedly hugged Patrick. "Uncle Patrick, Vera is pregnant with her second child, and I'm still the driver." "You're hopeless," Patrick said with a smile.

Vera wore a loose dress and carried a thick coat. She went to Molly's room, took a long coat from the closet, and went to the car.

It was hot at noon, so she could wear a loose dress. When it cooled down at night, they had coats to keep warm.

Randall drove steadily, and the family was at ease. Vera sat in the back seat and called out to Randall, "Let's go." Randall, the driver, immediately set off.

At school, Molly hadn't arrived yet.

As the class bell rang, the teacher took attendance. "Is Molly here?"

"Here." a girl rushed in like the wind from the door.

She sat next to Vera and said, "That was close, almost didn't make it."

"What happened?" Vera asked.

Molly replied, "I woke up late this morning and went out to buy a cup of coffee. On the way, I spilled coffee on my clothes. Sebastian got so mad he took me to the mall to buy a new outfit. Do you like this black dress? Sebastian bought it for me. I think he has good taste."

Vera nodded. "Sebastian often shops with you. You've trained his taste well."

Molly was very proud. Sebastian's good taste was all thanks to her.

Randall asked, "Molly, where did you change your clothes?"

The old professor in the front row looked at the three chatting away. "The student who was almost late, and your friends, please keep quiet."

Then they didn't dare say another word.

After class, as they were about to continue their conversation, a discussion suddenly started at the back of the classroom.

Someone asked, "Do you think Vera is pregnant?"

"No way, really? Her belly does look a bit round."

Someone else chimed in, "She must be pregnant. Look at her clothes, they're all maternity wear. I secretly scanned her clothes with my phone this morning, and that brand only sells maternity clothes."

"Now that you mention it, I've seen it too. When she goes to the bathroom, Molly always goes with her and avoids the crowd, probably to prevent bumping into her."

"My roommate is studying nursing. She saw Vera at the school gate the other day and told us she's pregnant, probably four months along."

"She can't hide her belly anymore. She used to be thin and could cover it up, but now she can't."

Someone else said, "Getting pregnant before graduation, what was she thinking? We're juniors, and she took our courses early, so she should be a sophomore, just in her early twenties and already pregnant. I can't believe it." "Her husband is Patrick. Of course, she wants to have a bunch of kids to tie him down. If your husband were Patrick, you'd have kids too."

"I'd have many children to secure my position."

Some one said, "Marrying into a wealthy family isn't all that great. She got pregnant right after getting married, so eager. Having kids is the most damaging to a woman's body. Just to tie down a man, she got pregnant. Women should love themselves more."