The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride by Whispering Willow

Chapter 12 The Linister Family's Decision

Vera went to change her clothes.

When they returned to the room, Vera had something on her mind. She stopped Patrick and said, "Can we talk?"

"What? Did your father send you to talk to me so soon?" Patrick asked.

"My father?" Vera was surprised. "What happened in our family?"

Patrick thought to himself, 'Didn't Warren ask Vera to talk to me about the raw materials?' Taking the initiative, Patrick asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Two things. First, when we go back to my house together, let's try to appear normal. Let's not let my parents find out that we despise each other. Otherwise, they will worry about me. If my parents find out about the past two days I spent at your house, they will definitely force me to get a divorce, which goes against your father's wishes. Although I don't know how your father pressured you into marriage, once I want a divorce, your days won't be easy either. Secondly, let's move out. I can't get along well with Cindy, and staying here will deepen the conflicts within your family. If we move out, you can stay out all night. If you get caught by the police for soliciting prostitutes, as your wife, I will go to the police station to rescue you. Moreover, if we move out, you don't have to worry about me, and I won't interfere with you. You can do whatever you want with Ms. Tooker. If necessary, I will also help you. These two things are good for both of us, what do you think?" Vera explained.

Patrick squinted his eyes and looked Vera up and down. "Vera, why do you think I would agree to this?"

"Because my requests won't cause you any harm," she replied.

you need

step back. "Just your agreement is enough, you don't have to be so close to

too short to negotiate

Vera looked down at her legs. She then looked up at the man in front of her and said, "You can reject me, but don't resort to personal attacks!" Patrick showed a

After realizing his behavior, Patrick quickly put on

coughed twice and left, holding his

hot wearing a jacket in summer. How dare you mock my short legs?" The little girl shouted

again upon hearing her

the door and saw Tom. "Mr. Patrick,

listen." Patrick was in

car. He looked at the black jacket in his hand,

he got so

either. Patrick had been living independently since he was thirteen years old at the Olteran Manor. Shawn and Patrick gradually grew distant because of different views

Patrick is just like

to being alone, not needing