The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 65 Apology at the Door

Vera, feeling guilty, lowered her head and silently retreated to Patrick's side, then hid behind him again.

Patrick was in a very good mood, and when he was in a good mood, he would accept any suggestions from others.

"I'll be more careful next time; go easier on him."

Cindy gratefully said to Patrick, "Thank you for educating Ran, Patrick. Vincent has only one son, so be gentle when you hit him; don't beat him up." Silently, Cindy pondered, 'You can beat your son in the future, just don't keep hitting my son.'

"I understand."

After seeing off Cindy, Vera, the one who actually hit Randall, remained silent.

Patrick looked down at Vera and could only see the top of her head. "Be more gentle in the future when hitting Randall, remember?"

Vera obediently replied, "I see."

Taking the blame for her, Patrick's actions only increased Vera's fondness for him.

Patrick knew Vera was embarrassed about what had just happened, so he didn't bring it up again.

He went to the dressing room and saw Vera's extra belongings in the room. He chuckled. "You have a lot of clothes, no wonder you need three suitcases."

In the crowded dressing room, he found his pajamas, took them and left the room. He saw Vera still standing by the sofa, and he said, "Go to bed first."

There was no sofa left in the bedroom to lie on, only a spacious and soft bed.

Vera didn't act coy anymore; she went to bed.

By the time Patrick came out, Vera was already asleep.

He sat on the edge of the bed, lifted the covers, and lay down on the other side.

Patrick lifted her head, put his arm around her neck, letting her rest her head on his arm while sleeping.

He smiled as he leaned in close to Vera, inhaling the faint fragrance on her body. "Even though the scent on your body is completely different from your toothpaste and shampoo, why do you still smell so good?" Having never been in close contact with Vera before, he was unaware of the scent on her body.

Their first kiss was their close contact, and it made him discover the faint fragrance on her body, a scent that captivated him.

He was fascinated by this scent, just as everyone spends their lives searching for a unique scent that belongs to them, he found his unique scent on Vera.

Looking at Vera's sleeping face, he murmured, "I found it."

Leaning in, he gently kissed her lips while she was asleep.

The wall light shone, casting dim shadows, creating a hazy atmosphere that captivated him.

The enchanting scent of her filled his senses, making him want to engulf Vera and savor her fragrance for a long time.

The next day, while Vera was still asleep, Patrick woke her up. "We're going back to your house today. Let's get up early and tidy up. Contact your parents and see if they have any plans today, and let them know we're coming back today." Vera sat up from the bed, the straps of her pajamas slipping off, lost in thought.

Patrick was already dressed neatly, standing in front of Vera fastening his belt. He looked at Vera and said, "Remember to take these matters seriously. I'll go to the office to arrange some work, and I'll be back to pick you up at ten in the morning."

Yawning, Vera nodded.

Patrick went to the dressing room and when he came out, Vera was back in bed.

Patrick crossed his arms, looking somewhat helpless. "Are you so tired?"

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he gently patted Vera's face. "Remember to contact your parents today."

With her eyes closed, Vera nodded, showing a clear attitude of indifference.

Seeing how tired she looked, Patrick decided not to wake her up.

Since there was still time, he could handle contacting Vera's parents on the way to the office instead of waking Vera up.

Before leaving, Patrick covered her with the blanket and instructed the maid, "Make sure to wake up Mrs. Vera at nine in the morning."

On the way, Patrick contacted Brianna and Warren to confirm the timing.

Meanwhile, Vera continued to sleep with the blanket wrapped around her legs, enjoying the pleasure of staying in bed in the early morning.

Not long after, Randall's noisy antics woke her up.

Annoyed, she wanted to smash Randall's head. "Your uncle didn't wake me up in the morning, but you come early to annoy me. Did I not hit you enough last night?" The Olteran family's living room had never been so lively.

Vera chased after Randall, trying to hit him, while Randall ran ahead. He shouted, "Help, Vera is going to kill me." Shawn chuckled at the scene.

Since his European porcelain vase was broken by Randall, now whoever beat up him, he would like them.

Cindy was busy preparing gifts, checking the gift list with Patrick, too preoccupied to worry about Randall's safety.

The Olteran family members thought, 'Vera is a woman; how much could it hurt when a woman hits someone?' Randall thought, 'I've angered the tyrannosaurus.'

Before ten o'clock, in the morning, Patrick's car appeared at the front door.

Getting out of the car, he asked the maid, "Has Mrs. Vera woken up?"

"Not long after you left, Mrs. Vera woke up. Just now, she was chasing and hitting Randall in the room."

Why was Randall involved again?

Patrick strode into the living room.

Vera and Randall had stopped chasing each other and were now sitting on opposite sides of the sofa, with Shawn in the middle, who was smiling.

Seeing Patrick return, Shawn waved happily. "Come sit here; your wife really avenged me just now."

Patrick sat beside Vera, looking at her sulking face, and asked with a smile, "What trouble did you cause this time?"

With her around, the house was never quiet, always lively. Although it was playful, the house was now full of vitality. Pointing at the beaten Randall, Vera cutely complained to Patrick, "I was sleeping, and he woke me up."

Patrick continued, "And then you beat him?"

Vera nodded. "Shawn provided me with the weapon, and he also participated."

Looking at his father, Patrick saw Shawn proudly picking up his cane, saying, "Yes, I provided the weapon, so I also deserve credit for the beating."

Patrick was momentarily at a loss for words; Shawn seemed a bit childish.

As the time approached, Vera remembered she hadn't contacted her parents.

Patrick said, "I knew you'd forget about it. Don't worry, I already spoke to them this morning, and they're waiting at home today."

At that moment, Vera felt that having Patrick around was quite nice. At least when she couldn't rely on herself, she could rely on him. Her fondness for him grew. Getting ready to go back home, Vera excitedly got into the car early, fastening her seatbelt and waiting for Patrick to drive.

However, Vincent's car was followed by Randall.

With a bruised face, Randall said, "Mom, Dad, I'm going with you."

Cindy didn't want him to go, feeling embarrassed by his appearance. "Wait until your face heals before going out again. Don't show yourself in public during this time."

"No, I have to go to the Linister Villa." He wanted the people at the Linister Villa to see the injuries on his body, all caused by the shrewish Vera.

"Fine, since he insists on being embarrassed, let him go." Vincent wasted no time, starting the car and following Patrick's car away from the Olteran family.

Arriving at the Linister Villa, Warren and Brianna's warmth exceeded Cindy's expectations. Their hospitality made her speechless with apologies.

"Last time when you went to the Olteran family to find Vera, I..."

"Vera has already told us everything. She ran out to play that day, so we didn't get to see her."

Brianna took over Cindy's words with a smile, adding, "Vera is still young, marrying Patrick; both Warren and I are very worried. We're afraid she'll cause trouble with the Olteran family, but thankfully, with you guiding her, she has avoided many mistakes. Vera has told us everything. Also, thanks to your help, Warren and I can finally sleep peacefully. We were planning to thank you in person soon, but you came first." Cindy was surprised. "Vera told you these?"

She had endured the grievances at the Olteran family without complaining to her family, silently bearing it alone, always considering their reputation, praising them vigorously. At that moment, Cindy felt she was not as mature as Vera, who was only 22 years old.