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?"

of shrimp, the tender meat entering her mouth. Before she could chew

that a pair of eyes across the room had been

held her phone, looking up at Vera enjoying her

called Emma, "Emma, I've seen

as Patrick, Shawn, and Vera were chatting happily, an unexpected

carried a

Vera saw the "fragile"

the initiative to come. Vera set down her

approach might win

not an ordinary

had eyes for his

is annoyed by you; just

showing no sign of

other hand, served Vera food, a clear slight

talk to you

clutched her

having stomach issues? Vera looked at Emma, then coquettishly said to Patrick, "Maybe our baby kicked

out of

He coughed in shock.

What did she say?

Vera asked

hand; his face turned red from

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

it had nothing to do

back the urge to tell Vera, "Patrick and I have something important to discuss

her eyes, not even bothering to hide her

hand on her stomach, and coquettishly said, "Darling, don't leave me and the baby

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