The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride by Whispering Willow

Chapter 133 Maintaining Patrick's External Image

The restaurant echoed with the servant's greeting, "Mr. Patrick Olteran, Mrs. Olteran."

Hearing the servant's address, Randall immediately fell silent. Seeing Vera and Patrick, he sat up properly. On the other side, Patrick and Vera entered with dirty hands.

"What happened to your hands? Why are they so dirty? Were you playing with mud?" Shawn asked.

Vera shook her head and replied, "We were digging a grave for the flowers."

Shawn was speechless.

Randall pointed at Patrick's hands and asked, "Then why are Uncle Patrick's hands so dirty?"

Patrick, being so refined, would never play with dirt, let alone dig a grave for "flowers." It was absolutely impossible.

Vera explained, "He dug the hole, and I built the mound."

Shawn and Randall were shocked at the dining table.

"Patrick, digging dirt?" At this moment, Shawn would rather believe the sky was falling than believe Patrick was digging dirt.

Vera didn't understand their surprise and nodded. "Yes, are you that shocked?"

Patrick didn't let her continue talking to them and took her hand to the bathroom to wash up.

Shawn and Randall exchanged glances, sharing the same expression of shock.

Shawn recalled that ever since Patrick could discern things, he was different from other children.

Kids loved playing with sand, building castles, and playing with blocks. Every time Shawn came home from work, he would bring toys that kids at Patrick's age liked, but Patrick never played with them. He would even toss them aside and pick up a maze book to read.

Later, when he went to kindergarten, other kids played with dirt, but he found it dirty.

Playing with mud, he found it disgusting.

he found it

Shawn thought he had severe OCD. Every time he came home, the house had

digging

misunderstood for

was even more shocked by

and made to pick up every crumb by hand

he used an eraser on his test paper and didn't blow away the eraser

covered in dust after playing basketball because he was tired and sat on the court. When he got home, he didn't change into clean

him into the shower and personally cleaned the sofa

with a clean area around him, without any trash

as a

his homework, he would clean up the eraser shavings immediately and throw away the trash, keeping his area clean daily. He even helped Vera

the world, who wouldn't even glance at

felt more shocked than if it were the

long, Patrick and Vera came out with

the dining table, Shawn and Randall kept their eyes on

flowers must have been Vera. Patrick would never waste

no one else were there. Vera took out his watch from her pocket and grabbed his hand, saying,

extended his hand, letting her excitedly play with his

home, trying to please Vera is far more effective

arrived as well. "I just called Vincent. He won't be coming home for lunch.

"Vincent should have said it earlier. We've already made

ordinary remark gave Vera

looking at them at the table, and finally

heart started

this wasn't the heartbeat of love but a faint sense of

"Darling."

"Eat."

I want to tell you

a piece of meat on

ate the meat he fed her. Then, while chewing, she continued, "Darling, can you create a chat group?" Patrick fed her another piece of

accepted it without hesitation and took another bite. "I mean the Facebook group you mentioned last time. Can you add all our family