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?"

delicious; there's a reason it's expensive." She picked up a piece of shrimp, the tender meat entering her mouth. Before she

of eyes across the

held her phone, looking up at Vera

"Emma,

later, just as Patrick, Shawn, and Vera were chatting

carried a tone of pity and

saw the "fragile"

come. Vera set down

this approach might

Patrick was not

eyes for his

is annoyed by you; just

showing no sign of blaming

the other hand, served Vera food, a clear slight to

"Patrick, I need to talk to you about something. Can you

her stomach

worried. Was she also having stomach issues? Vera looked at Emma, then coquettishly said to Patrick, "Maybe

sprayed water out

He coughed in shock.

What did she say?

okay?" Vera asked

his hand; his face turned red from

Tooker, can't you see?

helpless; it had nothing to do

Vera, "Patrick and I have something

even bothering to

coquettishly said, "Darling, don't leave me and the baby to talk to another woman in private." Vera's actions

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