The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride by Whispering Willow

Chapter 60 Randall's Death Wish

The next day, Vera woke up lazily, stretching and yawning. "I haven't slept this comfortably in a long time."

She turned to her right and suddenly found herself directly embraced by a man.

She looked at the wall of a person in front of her, and then lifted her head to meet the gaze of the man who was hugging her.

Vera blinked her eyes, then blinked again.

Patrick: "Are your eyes uncomfortable, or do you not recognize me?"

Vera: "Close your eyes."

Patrick felt surprised. The fact that she didn't seem surprised when she woke up and saw him as the first thing intrigued him. It seemed like she had already imagined waking up with him in her mind. The self-absorbed man closed his eyes, waiting for the thing he was expecting to happen.

Vera remained silent for three seconds. After those three seconds, she quickly rolled off the bed with a "whoosh," just like how Randall had escaped yesterday, and rushed towards the bathroom. The bathroom door closed with a click, and the man on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were deep and he looked towards the direction of the bathroom, a mischievous smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

It turned out that asking him to close his eyes wasn't for a good morning kiss, but because she wanted to escape.

He chuckled and got up from the bed.

Sunlight streamed through the window, enveloping the entire room in bright light.

The natural light allowed him to see the shyness on the girl's face more clearly.

He got up and walked towards the bathroom door, "Hurry up and freshen up. We need to move early today."

Vera looked at herself in the mirror, her face turning red, even reaching her ears. Like the morning sun and the dawn, she blushed like she had applied rouge.

She patted her face and said to herself in the mirror, 'Vera, how could you be fooled by his handsomeness? Just because someone looks good doesn't mean they are great! Hmph.'

Ten minutes later, she was still hesitating in the bathroom. She felt too embarrassed to come out and face Patrick.

you ready? To avoid any accidents, after you finish getting ready, we'll leave directly without having breakfast

"Okay, I'm ready."

turned on the faucet and splashed water on her face before

on her face, Patrick walked into the bathroom and took out a towel, gently

felt pleasantly surprised, but in her mind, she screamed, 'Uh-oh, Patrick must have been eaten by an

two days was too drastic for her to

the Patrick who used to

and expressed

Vera's hand,

as the couple was about to reach the door,

"Randall! Get over here!"

Patrick felt a shadow moving in front of them, and soon after, that shadow

still dazed and

had turned

he already knew that today's departure was once again delayed

in the living

them, ready to give Randall a good beating. Because this grandson

behind her. Therefore, she sought Patrick's protection and stepped closer to him, softly calling, "Honey~" It was precisely this gentle call that

Adam's apple moved as he pulled Vera back,

gripped his arm, peering out with only her head, her eyes lively

breath. He pointed at Randall, who stood behind Patrick, and exclaimed, "Step aside! I'm going to kill this ungrateful grandson of mine!" Patrick let go of

angry Shawn, who had never shown him support. Randall then turned to Vera and said, "You,

expression on her face, not even aware of what

hitting his grandson with his

then

hearing the amount, Shawn deemed

Randall threatened his most beloved porcelain vase, saying that if Shawn didn't give him the money, he

of porcelain and was terrified. He pointed at Randall's hand in horror and

million dollars is not enough.

possession, Shawn could only reluctantly compromise. "I'll give it to you, but you must first put down that vase." "No way," Randall said, rotating his index finger on the bottom of the vase as if playing basketball

a vase, not a

"bang," and the room fell silent as they both stared at the shattered pieces of the porcelain vase on the floor. Shawn