The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 463 Randall's Sports Car

Vera's eyes showed no sign of sleepiness. She placed her hand on her belly, feeling the baby's movements. "Your dad wouldn't cheat, he's not that type of person. Right?"

No one responded, and every second felt like a year to Vera.

The more she thought about it, the more she wanted to call Patrick. Just as she picked up her phone, an ad popped up: "What would you do if you found out your husband was cheating during your pregnancy?"

Since she was pregnant, everything she had searched on her phone recently was related to pregnancy. Consequently, the big data algorithm automatically suggested pregnancy-related news to her boost click rates. And tonight, of all nights, it had recommended news about husbands cheating on their pregnant wives to her?

Vera was furious.

She called Patrick again.

This time, the phone rang for a while before Patrick answered. "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"Honey, where are you? I'm coming to find you."

Patrick had just parked his car at the hotel entrance. He didn't want to discuss what had happened to Susan in front of her. So he said to Vera, "I'm out handling something. You should go to sleep."

Susan was applying ointment to her arms and face in the back seat. "Patrick, are you staying at the hotel tonight or going home?"

Patrick turned to her and said, "I'll be going home soon. Susan, you should get some rest. Contact me if you need anything."

On the other end of the phone, Vera was furious. His friend's child was a girl!

He had gone to get a room for a girl in the middle of the night. Shouldn't his wife be the one accompanying him?

Didn't he know that he should avoid suspicion as a married man?

Vera, who was already anxious and hormonal due to her pregnancy, felt her heart racing irregularly.

Vera asked, "Honey, which hotel are you at? Who was that?"

Patrick replied, "I'll explain when I get home."

Susan got out of the car and stood by the side, glancing at Patrick's phone. "Bye, Patrick. Give my regards to Vera and the baby."

Patrick nodded, watching Susan enter the hotel. He then picked up his phone to continue talking to Vera, only to find that she had hung up.

He chuckled.

Patrick was going home and would see Vera soon, so he didn't call her back immediately, planning to explain in person.

He called Ulysses, who was anxiously waiting for news at home.

"Patrick, how's Susan?" Susan was Ulysses's only precious daughter. She had just turned 18 and had insisted on studying at Evergreen University in Zandonick after finishing high school. The freshman party had just ended when Ulysses received a call from Susan in the middle of the night, crying aboutbeing bullied at school.

Ulysses was in Silvershore City and couldn't get there even if he left immediately. Susan didn't really know with Zandonick. Ulysses had no choice but to seek help from Patrick.

So, Patrick, who had just showered and was ready to sleep with Vera, received a call from Ulysses. "Patrick, Susan is in some trouble at school. I can't get there right now. Can you help me out?" Patrick didn't ask many questions and quickly changed to go to the school to get Susan.

On the phone, Patrick explained to Ulysses, "She had a conflict with her roommates, and they got into a fight. She has some minor injuries, but I've taken her to the hospital and then to a hotel."

Ulysses thanked him profusely. "Patrick, thank you. It would have taken me over two hours to get there even if I had taken a private jet. I'm so grateful you're there."

Patrick replied, "No need to thank me. If Susan has trouble at school, who else would she turn to but me? By the way, why didn't you tell me Susan was coming to Evergreen University? Vera, Molly, and Randall are all students there; they could have looked out for each other."

"I didn't want to burden you since you're about to become a father," Ulysses said politely.

As Ulysses thought of Susan, he added, "Patrick, I can't get to Zandonick right away. I'll need you to look after her for a while."

"Of course."

As they talked, Patrick arrived at his home.

It was late, so he ended the call.

Randall's sports car was just leaving as the gate slowly opened and Patrick drove in.

Patrick asked, "Randall, where are you going? It's late."

Randall, yawning and in his pajamas, looked at Patrick and then at Vera, who was beside him. "He's back. Should we still go?"

Vera opened the car door to get out but found it difficult due to her big belly. "Randall, what kind of crappy sports car did you buy? I can't even get out."

Randall shrugged. "Well, it's not my fault your belly is so big."

Vera slapped Randall on the shoulder.

Patrick noticed Vera struggling to get out and smiled as he opened his car door, walked over to Randall's car, and helped Vera out. Randall quickly left after the car door closed.

The night was chilly, and the streetlights in the Olteran family's front yard emitted a soft orange hue, gently illuminating the surroundings.

Vera, her belly swollen with child, stood amidst the moonlit scene. The dimly lit streetlights added a dreamy quality to her dress. She looked sad.

Vera asked, "Patrick, where did you go?"

Patrick asked, "Did you come out to catch me cheating again?"

Vera nodded with a stern expression on her face.

Patrick smiled helplessly. Vera was still young, both in age and in her thinking.

"I didn't cheat. I love only you," Patrick declared.

"But you were gone for over two hours. In two hours, you could have..."

"Shut up," Patrick interrupted, pinching Vera's mouth. "You're talking nonsense."

As Patrick pinched her mouth, Vera's eyes started to well up with tears.

Patrick quickly let go of her mouth and wiped her tears away. "Don't cry. It was Mr. Morales's daughter, Susan Morales. She's 18 and a freshman at Evergreen University. She got into a fight with her roommates and was bullied. Ulysses couldn't get here, so he asked me to check on her. She's like Randall to me, so don't think too much about it."

"Why didn't you explain this to me earlier? I was so worried, I even thought about how to hit you," Vera cried.

What kind of husband would leave his pregnant wife at home to get a hotel room with a young girl without explaining the situation? Any wife would think the worst in that situation.

Patrick wiped the tears from Vera's eyes and handed his car keys to the security guard at the gate, asking him to park the car. He then held Vera's hand and walked her back, soothing her jealousy along the way.