The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride by Whispering Willow

Chapter 92

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.

Shawn finally left the room and cleared his throat, saying, "Let's

and noticed that Shawn had changed his clothes and washed

forget to bring water for Shawn to wash his face this

silent, his Adam's

their whereabouts, the doctor gave some instructions, and Patrick drove Shawn and Vera to

at Rustic Hearth Cafe, the luxurious entrance brought a smile to Vera's

Cod Liver, Smoked Salmon, Grilled Lobster Tail, Corn Chowder,

throughout. It seemed

been waiting for a while. "Mr. Olteran, welcome.

gluttonous cat who was craving the taste here, so we came to try it out," Patrick said, gesturing toward the excited "cat" behind

do you get off calling me a cat? You can say it at home,

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

usually serious in public and never showed a friendly face to anyone. Today, the manager of Rustic

Vera's words. Could she really be Patrick's

only to social elites and dignitaries. As a restaurant manager, he naturally wouldn't be included in such circles, but guests who frequented the place would discuss Patrick's marriage in private, so he

the girl today, he couldn't

Vera, he

Olteran," the manager quickly

are you all standing around the entrance for? If you're not eating,

the manager hurriedly

attracted the attention of many around

high status in

eyes of others. However, being led by Patrick made Vera's palms sweaty.

was the best spot in the

arranging seating, always ensuring

this floor; it's amazing." Vera leaned to the side,

lean out too far; you'll turn into mush if you fall." "Shawn,

are still things only a child

reproachful tone, the manager could sense his care and

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