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?"

expensive." She picked up a piece of shrimp, the tender meat entering her mouth. Before she could chew much, she picked up a piece of salmon. "Delicious, really delicious, dear." Patrick smiled helplessly and also

pair of eyes across the room

held her phone, looking up at

Emma, "Emma, I've seen

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

Emma's voice carried a tone of pity and

saw the "fragile"

up trouble between her and Cindy, Vera hadn't confronted her yet, 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 fragile card in

this approach

was not an ordinary

had eyes

by you; just talk to

no sign of blaming

the other hand, served Vera food, a clear

talk to

clutched her stomach

Patrick asked Vera with concern. Shawn also looked worried. Was she also having stomach issues? Vera

water out of

He coughed in shock.

What did she say?

are you okay?" Vera asked with a

his face

"Ms. Tooker, can't you see?

felt helpless; it had

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

rolled her eyes, not even

she took Patrick's wrist, placed her other hand on her stomach, and coquettishly said, "Darling, don't leave me and the baby

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