The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride by Whispering Willow

Chapter 156 Brother Hits Someone

Vera's limbs, he could see them every day, he could distinguish her.

The most likely scenario was that she lent her clothes to someone else. However, Mia wouldn't let her say, and neither would Randall. Vera gritted her teeth and shook her head. Patrick slammed the table with both hands and anxiously asked, "Vera, who did you swap clothes with? You have to tell me."

Vera shook her head again.

"Vera, tell me now!"

Patrick was getting desperate, and he yelled at Vera, whom he cherished like a treasure.

Except for the time right after their wedding when they didn't get along, Patrick had always treated her like a precious gem.

Suddenly, he shouted at her.

Vera stood in his study and burst into tears on the spot. She couldn't stop crying. She stood there like a child being scolded by her parents, feeling wronged and heartbroken. Vera lifted her sleeve and kept wiping her tears.

Patrick, feeling frustrated, clenched his fists and impulsively walked over to the crying Vera. He held her shoulders and said, "Vera, tell me, who did you lend your clothes to? This is very important to me." Vera's vision was blurred by tears. On one side, Mia had told her not to tell Patrick, and on the other, Randall was taking the blame for her.

Faced with Patrick's questioning, she didn't know how to respond. She cried like a child, sobbing uncontrollably.

Patrick realized he was being impulsive and needed to be rational and calm down.

Vera was scared to tears by his bad temper.

Patrick closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He looked at Vera, who was tearfully looking at him, and pulled her into his arms. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled at you." Vera, still sobbing, said intermittently, "I'm sorry, Darling."

"You have nothing to apologize for," Patrick said, holding Vera in his arms.

It was late at night, time to rest. Patrick received a phone call and suddenly left. Vera, with tears still on her eyelashes, chased after him and asked, "Darling, where are you going?"

Patrick replied, "I have something to do outside. Go back inside; it's cold out here. I won't be back tonight."

With that, he drove away.

stood at the door, watching him leave. He

in her pajamas. She quickly pulled her inside. "Vera,

and hugged Cindy's waist, burying herself in her arms.

him tomorrow. He's probably just

her head. "No, he hates me

no choice but to keep comforting the

Cloudwing Hotel.

documents, over a hundred pages. Patrick picked up the top sheet and tossed it aside. He picked up another sheet and

them what he wanted, and he tossed them aside. He continued looking and continued tossing. Finally, he found Randall's profile. Blue card, code name "Rand." It

profile to Jack. "Ban him from entering in

Mr. Randall Olteran's

continued searching, "Where's Mrs.

"What?"

repeated, "Where's Mrs. Olteran's

Olteran, there's no

looked at Jack. "Could

any, unless Mrs. Olteran is a high-level competitor, in

with good combat skills. Could she actually be a high-level competitor in the Shadow Syndicate United? Things

"For Mrs. Olteran, we

single sheet, wrote a string of

Lilac Manor.

going. You like watching competitions, right? I'll train you to be strong enough

pressed down on Mia's feet,

lay on her mom's yoga mat, hands behind her head, legs bent,

sore. I can't do it

"Keep

but couldn't. Finally, she grabbed Sebastian's arm to pull herself

let me off

what did you promise me

to Sebastian's arm, maintaining her position. "I broke

empty promises. "37,