The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride by Whispering Willow

Chapter 165 Randall's Misadventures

He gestured, indicating for Vera to turn.

"Where's Vera? I've been calling her, but she hasn't picked up." Patrick asked.

Randall replied, "She's preparing a surprise for you."

Vera nodded in satisfaction; her good friend was reliable.

Patrick, hearing this, chuckled softly and began to look forward to the surprise Vera was preparing for him. "Tell her to call me back tonight."

Randall agreed, and after hanging up, he continued his coaching duties.

Afraid of getting beaten, he spoke more cautiously.

The words he wanted to curse out went through his mind first, and he expressed them very subtly. "Normal people's hands are quite nimble, but not pigs' hands." Vera was speechless, holding back the urge to curse him.

Seeing Vera turn the steering wheel quickly, Randall filtered his words again, "Vera, what you're holding is a steering wheel, not an engine."

Vera slowed down her steering.

Before long, he couldn't help to say again, "You're driving so slowly that even the ants on the road are getting squashed. You'll have to get out and collect their bodies later." Vera increased her speed.

Gradually, Randall got carried away, forgetting that he was sitting next to a bad-tempered girl.

He didn't notice her increasingly grim expression and continued to nitpick. "You're driving a car, not a rocket. You need to turn; we're not going to outer space."

Vera took a deep breath, looking at the road ahead.

Vera stepped on the brake.

"Why are you stopping all of a sudden? You're going to make the cars behind... Damn, you hit me again."

Vera punched him, grabbing a few tufts of hair on Randall's head and yanking hard. "Your uncle taught me to drive gently and coaxed me. Today, I really shouldn't let you nag like an old man."

"Let go. You asked me to teach you, and now you won't let me say anything." Randall raised his hand to try to free his hair from Vera's grip.

Vera's temper flared, and she clearly felt that Randall was nitpicking. "I was driving at 20 miles per hour, and you said I was slow. I drove at 30 miles per hour, and you said I was fast. I think you just want to spar with me."

them, four people who had been walking

first to see Randall getting beaten again. He twitched his

himself, Shawn no longer believed Vera's claims of being gentle and soft because it was

her eyes are pure, clean, and innocent. She was baby-faced, gentle,

Tom nodded.

confidently said when he first saw Vera's picture, sighed. "I guess I'm getting old and forgetful. I don't remember

quietly watched him

Vincent also saw Randall getting beaten badly

Vera's been

said, "Don't blame Patrick for her bad habits. Patrick hits

mean

be Randall's mouth that angered Vera, and that's why she

the side,

to run away

late, and the Olteran family

day, Vera felt a sense of relief. "Luckily, I

came running back to the Olteran Manor, shouting, "Mr. Shawn Olteran, Mr. Vincent Olteran, something terrible has happened! Mrs. Vera Olteran has been in a

"What?"

rushed to

side, scratching her

standing nearby, was doing the same, looking very

"Are you alright?"

Vera

They both nodded.

at the house that had been damaged by the car's front end and

too embarrassed to speak. Randall was also too embarrassed to explain why they had hit the wall, both fearing a

started with Randall looking

into the room specifically built for confinement,

Patrick built to punish you. I

While he's not home, just drive into it. Then, if we do something wrong in the future, there will be no place to

the room where she had once

head. "Don't interfere with my relationship with Patrick. We just reconciled not long ago. What if he gets mad

on you the most.

it. You crash into it. I know you want me to take the

crash into it, but you

believe you actually dare to