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."

his years as Vera's desk mate, Randall lied to Cindy, saying, "Mom, Vera

"How could you bully a girl? Have

bully her anymore. Mom, it's

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

"It's fine," Randall replied.

wasn't afraid of causing trouble. After leaving Cindy's bedroom, he walked to

on the door. "Vera, I know

sofa, sat up and glanced at Patrick, who was reading in bed. "Put on your clothes, I'm going

licked his teeth, becoming increasingly displeased with

Vera impatiently asked,

I have nothing to do," he walked into

the sofa and then at Patrick lying in bed in the bedroom.

him

lifted the covers and stood up from the bed, ready to teach

to apologize to Vera. He looked at the two of them in surprise, his gaze alternating between them. "I thought you

until it turned red. "What do

Patrick, my ear is about

face remained cold. "Say it again, what

she's still a virgin," Randall

harder. "I'll ask again, what is

satisfying Patrick. So, he turned to Vera for help. "Damn it, Vera,

and grinned, 'Oh,

beat my honey," she

called him

slightly and asked Vera in a

completely stunned by the question, "Randall is right, there has been nothing between us since we got married. So, I'm still

throat tightened, 'Is she complaining