My Wife Is An All-Around Expert by Elton Joe

Chapter 15

Patrick remained expressionless. “I don’t know that. I’m not a mind reader.”

Violet furrowed her brow. “Then what did you mean by what you just said?”

Patrick raised a slight eyebrow. “Just a reasonable guess. Do you think Russell wouldn’t fight fire with fire? Foolish.”

“You…” Violet did not have the guts to insult him outright. She said indignantly, “Even if he did record it, I also recorded the entire conversation, including the part where I admitted to setting this up. If he dares to edit and release that segment, I’ll release the full recording to clear my name. We’ll see whose side everyone takes!”

Saying this, Violet took out her phone and opened the recording app. She had learned to be cautious in recent times, always being careful about her actions. Patrick did not expect Violet to still be recording after the press conference had ended. He looked somewhat surprised and commented, “Seems like you’ve grown a bit smarter.”

Violet’s l*ps twitched with irritation. “Patrick, you probably don’t have any friends, do you? After all, you speak so harshly that no one would want to be friends with you.”

Patrick’s eyes gleamed briefly. “I do have few friends, but I value quality over quantity.”

After saying this, he gave Violet a meaningful glance.

she was quite displeased but did not know how to respond. Violet felt a twinge of disdain from him and turned her head to look out of the car window. She had a temper too, after all. “So, are you leaving or

He had not expected her to suddenly get angry. He was oddly reminded of Gloria from the past, who would get just

he reached out and gently pinched Violet’s soft cheek, his large hand resting on the back of her head, turning it towards him. “What’s

and with her neck held by him,

a derisive chuckle, sounding disdainful. “Whether you are

defiant. “Is it? Well, that’s interesting. I chose you as my spouse, but now you’re saying I have poor judgment. Are you implying that you’re actually not a great person,

warned,

full of frustration, retorted, “If you

he let out a low hum. “Violet, sometimes, having too much

retorted, “You should say

to her He felt that he must have been out of his mind

out. Just as she stepped onto the pavement, Patrick hit the gas pedal, leaving her in a cloud of exhaust fumes. She stood there, fuming and stomping

She wished she could catch up with

mirror, Patrick saw Violet stomping her foot and felt oddly pleased. He could not

best friend Megan. Just then,

conference is over. Where are you?” Megan’s cool voice came