The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride by Whispering Willow

Chapter 91 Patrick's Wife's Exclusive Account

Patrick was straightforward. "Whatever you want to do in the future, go ahead and do it. If you feel reluctant to spend your own money, just keep the receipts, and I'll reimburse you when we get home." "Really?" Vera lifted her head from Patrick's embrace, her eyes filled with surprise as she sought confirmation from him.

Patrick nodded and pulled Vera back into his arms. "We'll open a new account for the company."

"What kind of account?"

"My wife's exclusive account."

After Patrick spoke, Vera shyly nestled in his arms, hiding her face.

Shawn, the poor patient who had to witness their affection, regretted it for a moment. Why did he facilitate this relationship and make them flaunt it in front of him?

Initially, both of them were unwilling to get married to each other, but it was his ultimatum that eventually brought them together.

Now, they were displaying their affection right under his nose, completely disregarding his feelings!

Shawn once again despised this couple.

With the snacks from earlier still in his stomach, Shawn didn't feel as hungry, and the remaining fluids could sustain him until he could eat outside. Half an hour later, the nurse came to remove the needle.

This meant Shawn was also liberated.

After the needle was removed, he promptly ushered the annoying Patrick and Vera out of the hospital room.

"Shawn, why are you pushing us out?" Vera was thrown out of the room, followed by Patrick.

Once the door was closed, Shawn felt much more comfortable.

Without them around, his mood improved significantly.

finally left the room and cleared his throat, saying,

had changed his clothes and washed his

to bring water for Shawn to

remained silent, his Adam's apple

doctor gave some instructions,

arriving at Rustic Hearth Cafe, the luxurious entrance brought a

Smoked Salmon, Grilled Lobster Tail, Corn Chowder, and Fried Scallops." Vera listed many

throughout. It seemed

the entrance, the restaurant manager had been waiting for a while. "Mr. Olteran,

craving the taste here, so we came to try it out," Patrick said, gesturing toward the excited

to Patrick, holding onto his arm, pouting. "Where do you get off calling me a cat? You can say it at home, but saying it in public makes me

I'll save it for home; I'll give you face in public,"

to anyone. Today, the manager of Rustic Hearth Cafe was lucky enough to witness

by Vera's words. Could

dignitaries. As a restaurant manager, he naturally wouldn't be included in such circles, but

today, he couldn't help but take

noticed other men eyeing Vera, he

Olteran, Mrs. Olteran," the manager quickly

turned away coldly, and Shawn, feeling hungry again, snapped. "What are you all standing around the entrance

the manager hurriedly ushered the three of them to

the attention of many

high

constantly by his side, holding onto Patrick's hand, she appeared to be actively pursuing him in the eyes of others. However, being led by Patrick made Vera's palms sweaty. Once they

was the best

manager was skilled at arranging seating, always ensuring

it's my first time dining here on this floor; it's amazing." Vera leaned to the side, admiring the view of

don't lean out too far; you'll turn into mush if you fall." "Shawn, I'm fine, I'm an

things you do are still things only

tone, the manager could