The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 64 Teasing Her

Patrick glanced at Vera poking her head out from under the covers, his Adam's apple bobbing. "It gets in the way."

Hearing this, Vera realized her "bed" was about to be taken away by someone else. Angered, she slapped Patrick on the shoulder. "If you take away the sofa, where am I supposed to sleep?" "In the bed."

Their eyes met, both with a hint of mischief.

Shortly after, Tom indeed called a few servants who, in Vera's presence, carried away the long sofa.

Randall witnessed the sofa being removed, shouting, "Damn it! Uncle Patrick is really a bastard."

The bedroom returned to calmness; Vera's eyes filled with grievances.

Patrick realized he might have acted impulsively earlier. He patiently communicated with Vera, "Since we are a couple, there are things you need to adapt to sooner."

Pouting, Vera retorted, "Can't I adapt to something else? I don't want to adapt to sleeping with you."

Why did he marry a wife who knew how to provoke him?

Didn't she realize her words could anger him?

Patrick's Adam's apple bobbed as he leaned in close to Vera, almost kissing her before saying, "No. You not only need to adapt to sharing a bed with me but also to living together. Vera, since we are married, you must integrate with me. Some things, even if they don't happen now, will happen sooner or later. I'll give you time to adjust, so don't try to avoid it."

Their proximity made Vera's breathing irregular, her heart beating fast.

Previously, she could criticize Patrick for his ambiguous relationship with Emma from a moral standpoint, labeling him as a scoundrel. Now, with the misunderstanding cleared, Vera knew his had a bad character, but he was not a playboy, leaving her with no room to nitpick.

She was his wife, after all, and it was normal for him to have sexual needs.

Did she really have to spend her life with him?

"Patrick, we had an agreement not to restrict each other. If you really can't control yourself in sexual desire, I can find someone for you... You hit me!" Her words were cut short by a sudden knock. Covering her head with her hands, Vera looked at Patrick approaching, her eyes filled with accusation.

Patrick's magnetic voice sounded. "I am not someone who loses control due to physical desires. Now, I declare that our previous agreement is null and void."

"What?" Was she really unable to escape the prospect of being intimate with him?

If such a thing had happened on their wedding night, she could have accepted it, having mentally prepared herself to be his wife.

Now, as she grew more familiar with Patrick, she still wanted to remain like an inexperienced girl. If their marriage ended in the future, she could leave at any time. Patrick took another step closer, almost kissing her. With a slight pout, their lips could touch.

Shy at the moment, Vera tensed up, not daring to move.

Patrick deliberately teased her, "Stay away from Randall a bit; don't forget you're his aunt."

"Okay, I..." As Vera spoke, her lips pouted, coincidentally touching Patrick's.

Finally, Patrick tempted Vera into kissing him. Feeling her lips soften for a moment, then the soft touch vanished.

Without giving Vera time to feel embarrassed, he embraced her, cupping the back of her head, and kissed her.

As he kissed her, the fragrance of her breath comforted him.

In this moment of chaos, he found a moment of peace.

His tongue pried open her teeth, invading her territory.

Vera, who had never experienced this before, was dominated, even forgetting to push Patrick away.

A knock on the bedroom door interrupted them.

Startled, Vera immediately pushed Patrick away.

Cindy's voice came from the door. "Vera, are you asleep?"

Grateful for Cindy's timely arrival, Vera couldn't imagine what would have happened tonight if she hadn't come. However, Patrick was annoyed by Cindy's unexpected appearance.

"I'm not asleep; I'm coming," Vera replied.

She couldn't meet Patrick's eyes, quickly getting out of bed and putting on slippers before opening the door.

"Cindy, what's up?" Vera expressed her deep gratitude as she spoke.

Thinking about her scheduled visit to the Linister Villa the next day to apologize, Cindy wanted to know Vera's parents' hobbies. "Vera, what do your parents like? Or are there any sensitive topics that might upset them?" Surprised by Cindy's genuine attitude after the misunderstanding was cleared, Vera replied, "My parents don't care about these. They would be happy if you visit."

Cindy added, "If possible, can you and Patrick accompany me and Vincent tomorrow?"

Hearing Patrick's name, Vera blushed. "He might have something tomorrow."

"Patrick is in the room, you can ask him. If he doesn't have anything important tomorrow, he can accompany you to your house," Cindy suggested. Embarrassed to talk to Patrick, Vera hesitated.

Patrick heard everything but deliberately didn't respond, waiting for Vera to initiate the conversation.

"Cindy, please come in," Vera invited Cindy inside.

Glancing at Patrick, who was already seated on the sofa, Vera hesitated and then turned to Cindy. "Cindy, you can ask him."

Cindy noticed their discomfort but smiled. "Why are you both so hesitant?"

Not wanting to embarrass Vera, Cindy turned to Patrick. "Patrick, do you have plans for tomorrow?"

"I do, but if Vera goes to her house, I can cancel," Patrick replied.

Vera's face flushed, inwardly cursing that Patrick had cast a spell on her.

"Alright, then tomorrow morning, we'll go to the Linister Villa together," Cindy said.

Afterward, she couldn't help but offer a small piece of advice to Patrick. "Patrick, can I ask you for a favor? Although Randall was wrong, your punishment was justified, but could you go a bit easier on him? His lips are swollen; how can he face people in the future?"

Confused, Vera thought, 'Didn't I hit Randall's face?'

Seeking confirmation, she turned to Cindy. "Cindy, who caused the injury on Randall's face?"

"Of course, it was Patrick. He was quite heavy-handed; Randall's lips are swollen; it's really pitiful to see," Cindy replied.

Suddenly, Vera remembered that after she hit Randall, Patrick had called him to the study.

It turned out that Patrick had taken responsibility for her actions.

Her gaze fixed on Patrick.

However, Patrick avoided her gaze, saying to Cindy, "Since you asked me to educate Randall, please don't interfere with how I discipline him. He is my nephew, and everything I do is for his good." "But, you were a bit too harsh." Cindy expressed her concern.