The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride by Whispering Willow

Chapter 58 It’s Really a Mess

Vera pouted, sitting shyly next to Patrick. At a time like this, it was best to rely on her husband for support.

She didn't even care if her own hands hurt; the most important thing was to leave as soon as possible. "Patrick, Randall's hair has been checked and it's fine. Shall we go now?"

Patrick noticed Vera's change in how she addressed him, going from honey to using his name. 'She called me Honey when she needed me, and Patrick when she didn't,' he felt displeased and his throat tightened. "Dad is right, it's not appropriate to move out tonight."

Because of that statement, Vera was bound to spend another night at the Olteran Manor. In that moment, she felt like her whole world was collapsing.

It was nighttime. Vera sat on the couch, hitting the backrest in frustration with her fist. "I was about to leave, but because I couldn't keep my mouth shut, now I'm stuck here and can't even leave myself."

Little did Vera know, it wasn't just her own statement that was keeping her from leaving, but her use of addressing.

"Patrick, how about we leave early tomorrow morning?" Vera asked. "I'm starting school soon and I won't have time to move afterwards."

"Depends on my mood," he replied before heading to take a shower.

Meanwhile, in the neighboring bedroom, Randall sneaked into his parents' master bedroom. He quietly approached Cindy by her dressing table and asked, "Mom, can you tell me what exactly happened between you and Vera? How did you end up fighting?"

When it came to this topic, Cindy was completely open and honest with Randall, not hiding anything. For half an hour, she recounted everything that had happened during that time.

After learning the truth, Randall sighed, "What a mess."

He then turned to Cindy and said, "Mom, you've definitely been fooled by Emma. I can guarantee you that Vera would never try to take the title of the lady of Olteran family from you. She's extremely lazy, always preferring to sit instead of standing. She skips steps when doing homework, and if she can use a ballpoint pen, she'll never touch a fountain pen with a cap... Someone as lazy as her would never want to take on a title that would exhaust her to death."

"Is that how you talk about Mom?" Cindy couldn't help but feel that according to Randall's words, she was the one who would be exhausted to death.

"I only realized last night that I have been deceived Emma. Well, what can we do now since everything has already happened."

However, Cindy was also curious about how Randall had gotten to know Vera. She asked, "Ran, how did you meet her? You were desk mates, but I've never heard you mention her before."

mate, Randall lied to

said, "How could you bully a girl? Have you forgotten

I understand. I won't bully her anymore. Mom, it's late now, you should go

misunderstood Vera, Randall felt sorry and wanted to apologize on her behalf. After all, considering Cindy's personality, she would never apologize herself. "Come back. It's late and Aunt

"It's fine," Randall replied.

causing trouble. After leaving Cindy's bedroom, he walked to Patrick's bedroom

knocked on the door. "Vera, I know you're not asleep. Open the

sat up and glanced at Patrick, who was reading in bed. "Put on

closed his book and licked his teeth, becoming increasingly displeased with

door opened and Vera impatiently asked, "Do

you when I have nothing to do," he walked into the couple's bedroom without

at the sofa and then at Patrick lying in bed in the bedroom. His voice raised, "You

him on the forehead.

up from the bed, ready to teach Randall

gaze alternating between them. "I thought you had become Uncle Patrick's woman a long time ago, but you're...

it turned red. "What do you want to say about

pure virgin. Ah! Uncle Patrick, my ear is

"Say it again, what

yet; she's still a virgin," Randall

harder. "I'll ask again, what

answers were not satisfying Patrick. So, he turned to Vera for help. "Damn it, Vera, don't just stand there,

bullying Randall and grinned, 'Oh, poor Randall,

beat my honey,"

She called him honey

relaxed his grip slightly and asked Vera in a slow tone,

right, there has been nothing between us since we got married. So, I'm still a pure

throat tightened, 'Is she complaining that he's not sleeping