The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride by Whispering Willow

Chapter 171 Waiting for the Beloved

The man who had struck up a conversation stood in astonishment, staring at Vera, who had claimed she was married. Upon learning his intentions, Vera paid no heed to his expression and moved to a quieter spot to continue waiting for Patrick. The process of waiting was tedious, but when waiting for one's beloved, her heart was filled with anticipation.

She waited until nearly everyone had left, yet Patrick had not appeared.

In the parking lot, Randall felt as though he had forgotten something.

Suddenly, he remembered. "Could Vera be waiting at the regular arrival gate?"

Patrick must have exited through the VIP passage. If Vera was waiting at the regular exit, she would certainly miss him.

What Randall had just realized, Patrick had already guessed.

After he appeared, the Vera who was supposed to surprise him was nowhere to be seen.

He turned and walked toward the regular exit of the airport.

Sure enough, the woman standing on tiptoe, craning her neck to look inside, was Vera.

At a glance, Patrick knew Vera had not met him.

He walked up and stood behind Vera, clearing his throat.

Vera turned her head left and right but saw no one. Finally, she turned around and looked up, meeting a pair of familiar eyes.

He looked down, smiling at the Vera who was searching for him.

"Honey!" Vera shouted, then threw herself into his arms, hugging his waist tightly.

The people who had been eyeing Vera earlier now turned their attention to the man.

Patrick let go of his suitcase and embraced Vera.

He lowered his head, and Vera, standing on tiptoe, brought her face up to kiss Patrick. "Well done," Patrick said, smiling at Vera.

said, "Honey, today it's just

to, to indulge Vera's excitement. "Just you? Can you drive? Did you take

here myself. I know you've always wanted me to learn to drive, to buy me a car, and to have me drive to school alone in the morning, without having

while you were away, I practiced driving diligently every

If you don't believe me, come to

hand, said, "Alright, let me see the results. Tomorrow, I'll take you

grabbed Patrick's suitcase and led him

on the different Vera of today. She was more

she always gave off a childlike vibe, a sense of

gentle woman, exuding charm with every smile

Vera up and down,

eyes. She was also very pleased with her look today. Her hair was loose, with the ends slightly curled, giving her a gentle

she finally looked like a married woman with a touch of

took the

to walk

license plates row by row. "So strange, where did

did you remember the parking spot

question left Vera

"Honey, what number?"

counter-question left Patrick

to

lot, he glanced around. There were at least three hundred cars, and

searching like this, their date for the day would surely be

wanted to drive

head lowered. "Honey, I don't know where I parked the

blame Vera; he attributed it all

slowly. Meanwhile, you can look at the different cars and see if there's

feel a bit guilty. Patrick indeed held Vera's hand and walked through the parking lot, row by

patience in the stifling, airless environment. "Vera, do you like this car?" Patrick was genuinely helping

logo. She excitedly pointed and said, "Honey,