Chapter 92 Honey, Baby Kicked Me

Seeing Patrick a bit puzzled, Vera explained, "He said that for serious discussions, we sit upstairs, but for family meals, it's more joyful to sit in the lobby, eating and laughing freely." Patrick said, "Alright, next time let's try sitting in the lobby." He hadn't dined in the first-floor hall before.

Vera bit her tongue, regretting in her heart why did she say so much.

However, as long as there's food, it doesn't matter where they sit.

Soon, news of Patrick coming to Rustic Hearth Cafe with his family spread, saying he was dining with his relatives.

In less than five minutes, someone appeared as if by chance, pleasantly surprised to greet Patrick.

Seeing the woman beside Patrick, the person asked, "Is this Mrs. Olteran?"

Patrick looked at the girl obediently leaning against him and introduced, "My wife, Vera."

Vera greeted with a smile, not at all restrained, which made Shawn have a better impression of her.

She had charisma, at least not shy.

He remembered the first time he saw Vera, even though she deliberately dressed unattractively, her spirits and her demeanor were extraordinary.

Shawn took a sip of coffee, nodding in satisfaction.

Seemingly satisfied with the taste of the coffee and perhaps with Vera.

As acquaintances left, Vera acted childishly again. "Honey, I don't think it was a chance encounter, do you?"

"Yes," Patrick smoothed Vera's hair as if petting a cat.

Soon the food arrived, and she saw the delicacies, her eyes sparkling.

"Shawn, hurry and eat."

Shawn chuckled. "Not tasty?"

piece of shrimp, the tender meat entering her mouth. Before she could chew much, she picked up

were unaware that a pair of eyes across the room had

up at Vera enjoying her

"Emma,

Shawn, and

carried a tone of pity

saw the

but today she took the initiative to come. Vera set down her fork. "Ms. Tooker, what do you want with my husband?" "I'm looking for Patrick." Emma again played the

approach might

not

eyes for

annoyed by you; just

turned to the indifferent Shawn, showing no sign of blaming

on the other hand, served Vera food,

"Patrick, I need to talk to

her

also looked worried. Was she also having stomach issues? Vera looked at

water out

He coughed in shock.

What did she say?

are you okay?" Vera asked with a

his

angrily at Emma. "Ms. Tooker, can't you see? Your presence here

it had nothing to do with

to tell Vera, "Patrick and I have something

rolled her eyes, not even bothering to hide her

her other hand on her stomach, and coquettishly said, "Darling, don't leave me and the baby to talk to another woman in private." Vera's actions left Patrick

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