The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride by Whispering Willow

Chapter 571 Shopping

After the check-up, Patrick drove off. Not long after, another car rolled down its window, watching the happy family of three in the parking lot, camera in hand.

With Christmas around the corner, everyone was swamped. Vera and Patrick wanted to head back to Cherry Villa. "Dad, we gotta go. We haven't even started decorating the house yet," Vera said to Shawn while slipping on her shoes in the living room.

"Where are you going? This is your home; no need to decorate it," Shawn replied, not thrilled about them leaving, even though Vera could be a handful sometimes.

Cindy chimed in, "Vera, everyone comes home for Christmas. You won't feel the same at Cherry Villa with just Patrick."

Vera shot back, "Yes, we will. Theodore alone is lively enough."

Theodore, cozy in Patrick's arms after his milk, was the center of everyone's attention. Patrick had learned the hard way, with several shirts stained by Theodore's spit-up, to handle him carefully after feeding.

Shawn blocked the door, "What kind of excitement can you expect from Theodore? I usually let you do your thing, but Christmas has to be spent here."

Vera argued, "Dad, we still need to go home and tidy up the rooms, right?"

Shawn countered, "Unless you leave Theodore here."

With Theodore left behind, Shawn knew Patrick and Vera would have to come back.

So, Teddy ended up with Shawn. But since he had just had a lot of milk and Shawn wasn't exactly gentle, a blob of vomit landed on Shawn's sweater.

drink milk?" Shawn glared at Theodore, then

snatch him from Patrick because you're strong? Patrick handed him over because he knew Theodore might spit up." Shawn shot a look at Patrick, who quickly took Theodore back.

Theodore, gently touched his little face,

they heard Vera and Patrick were leaving, Cindy grabbed Theodore, Vincent wanted to keep him, and Molly declared,

words held

Vera had no choice

up, it was getting cold, and Vera hadn't bought any new clothes. One day, Patrick passed by the company's secretarial office and overheard the female secretaries chatting about down jackets in a magazine, all saying they wanted

home every day, and he

bed without a single complaint. The clothes in the wardrobe

clothes had already piled up in a thick

"Vera, wanna go

as a mom, I can't just go shopping whenever I want. Theodore doesn't drink formula, so I have to take him

Teddy tomorrow. You

up, confused.

didn't feel deprived for not going shopping. Since becoming a mom, her priorities had shifted to

it differently. He thought Vera was being

you. You don't need to sacrifice

am I a child? I'm already a

generously transferred ten million dollars to Vera's account before taking Theodore to the

had some time