The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride by Whispering Willow

Chapter 88 The first time the couple took care of a patient

Vera pouted. "It's fine, I'm just a little embarrassed." They were indeed not good at taking care of patients. Both of them forgot about Shawn lying on the sick bed. Vera kept feeding Shawn water, with Patrick by his side.

Unable to bear the hunger, Shawn asked, "Could you ask Tom when he's bringing me breakfast?" Vera's hand holding the water paused in mid-air.

Shawn had been awake for an hour, and they had forgotten about bringing breakfast to him.

Patrick coughed awkwardly.

"Dad, when Patrick and I came, we actually brought you breakfast. You were asleep at the time; we left it in the corner and forgot about it, and then..." They forgot until now.

Indeed, they were unreliable.

Shawn was furious. Were they really here to take care of him?

They even forgot about the patient's meal.

Patrick got up and brought the lunchbox from the nearby table.

Vera quickly set up the table for Patrick to prepare breakfast for Shawn.

She babbled, "Dad, the corn soup was a bit hot just now, now it's just warm, you don't need to waste energy blowing on it."

Shawn asked, "So, do I need to thank you for cooling down the soup for me?"

"We're family, no need for thanks," Vera said shamelessly.

Her behavior actually made Shawn chuckle.

There was a hint of a smile on Patrick's face.

He served the meal. To make up for forgetting to let Shawn have breakfast earlier, Vera took the initiative to pick up the bowl and chopsticks and sat by the bed, saying, "Dad, let me feed you." Shawn said, "Are you daring enough to feed me? I dare not drink it."

fine, no poison. Eat with peace of mind," Vera scooped up a spoonful of the corn soup, not bothering to blow on it as it steamed, and handed it to Shawn's mouth.

sip, his tongue felt like it was on a hot pan, tears welling up from the heat of the

Vera panicked. "What should we do, Dad? I don't know

his mouth still burning, Shawn looked

it under

the soup into

Shawn took a deep breath. "Vera, go rest for a

head, realizing she had made

let Patrick feed

up from her seat and

hands and then came back to sit by the bed, taking the bowl handed to him by

never taken care of

trouble dealing with the cutthroat world of business, but feeding his father breakfast

Vera,

young, was not adept at

thirty couldn't feed someone breakfast,

his inner nervousness,

from Vera's mistake, he blew on the food before offering it

hesitated even when the corn soup was brought to his mouth, blowing on it once more before tentatively taking a bite. "Patrick, this is the first time you've fed me,"

Shawn had never

Shawn's comment, Patrick coldly

now. I didn't expect our thermos to be so effective. It's still

Vera, Shawn remarked, "You're not good at

her tongue.

servants, it was unrealistic to expect her to learn how to care for others. Drawing from his years of experience, Shawn told Vera, "You won't learn." Patrick's feeding was decent; at least

the other chatting, created a peaceful atmosphere around

Patrick finished feeding him, Shawn noticed

He fell silent.