The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride by Whispering Willow

Chapter 611

Chapter 611 Father and Son

Vera was fuming as she yanked open the car door. "Fine, I'll remember that," she snapped at Patrick. "Make sure Theodore's bundled up so he doesn't catch a cold." With that, she bolted towards the school building. She zipped past the old professor and slid into her seat like a ninja.

"Vera, you wanna sign up for the school's marathon race?" the old professor asked.

Everyone turned to look at her, sitting in the back row. Vera was busy texting Patrick. [Babe, wake Theodore up soon. If he naps too long, he won't sleep tonight, and we'll all be up.] Someone nudged her, and she finally looked up, confused. "Huh? What was that?"

The old professor took her response as a yes. "Alright, let's give Vera a round of applause for joining the marathon!"

Vera was even more puzzled. "Wait, what?" It took her the whole class to figure out what she'd just agreed to. She was kicking herself and couldn't focus on the lesson.

After school, she rushed to the car and saw Theodore still snoozing, with Patrick looking defeated. "Didn't I tell you to wake him up?"

Patrick sighed. "I tried, but I couldn't wake him. I almost had to smack him."

Vera rolled her eyes. "Then smack him!"

Patrick handed Theodore over to her. "You do it."

Vera looked at Theodore's soft, pink cheeks. He looked so peaceful and adorable in his sleep. She couldn't do it. "Babe, I got tricked into signing up for the marathon by the professor. It's a disaster."

"I don't wanna do it. Can you get

the marathon this year."Vera's frown vanished, and she stared at Patrick in disbelief. Patrick started driving towards the barbershop. "With a name like Vera, you

car. "Babe, you're a genius. I

asked, "Where's

intersection, then right at the third light.

a chic exterior. The white walls had the shop's name in

before. Saw some kids getting

started to stir, his little

a few noises in the car, but when he saw Patrick and Vera, he stopped crying and snuggled

this over with,"

shop were super bright, and Theodore buried his face into Patrick's shoulder as

the stylist, "My son's got a photo shoot this weekend. We need to shave his head

he had his hair shaved

time for him. Who's the best you got? My

if you hadn't mentioned

Vera smiled. "Thanks."

them suspiciously from Patrick's arms, not

stuck out his tongue, and snuggled into

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