The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 77 Qualifying as Mrs. Olteran, Eligible to be Unreasonable

Mia shook her head. "We even go to the bathroom together. Don't you know if I've done this or not?" Now, they felt extremely terrified.

Who was the kind-hearted person who did this?

Did this kind-hearted person help her vent, settle her troubles, and even clear the dirt on her?

Randall exclaimed, "I know who it is!"

They all looked at him simultaneously, asking, "Is it you?"

Randall shook his head. "Uncle Patrick."

"Patrick?" Mia and Vera were shocked at the same time, with Vera asking, "How did he know? I just found out."

"I went to find you last night, but you were asleep. Uncle Patrick took me to the study, and I told him. Only Uncle Patrick could have these means. Ordinary people couldn't find these hidden videos. And last night, he set some rules for me, one of which is to protect you at school. If you have any issues, I should report to him."

Vera was speechless, Mia looked at her friend with a terrified expression. "Vera, what on earth have you done for him to like you so much?"

Vera couldn't believe it. She said, "It's impossible. Patrick is busy. He doesn't have time to do such trivial things for me. I think it's my parents. They were bored last night and checked our school forum, saw someone criticizing me, and my dad took action."

No matter how Vera defended herself, Randall and Patrick firmly believed that Patrick was the one who did it.

Later, Vera compromised, saying, "Alright, I'll go back and ask Patrick for clarification."

Randall and Mia both nodded heavily. "It's definitely your husband who did it."

In the evening, after work, Patrick got out of the car, and Vera sat obediently under the porch waiting for him.

As the car approached slowly, Patrick got out and Vera stood up to walk toward him.

"Patrick."

Patrick got out of the car and locked the door. He turned to see Vera's hesitant expression.

"What's wrong?"

Vera bit her lip, making her cheeks look a bit chubby, almost like a baby.

In the afternoon, she called her parents and found out that her parents didn't know anything about her at school.

She felt even more uncertain.

Patrick's inexplicable kindness made her feel uneasy all along. While waiting for him just now, she was lost in thought, sometimes thinking about what they said about him liking her, then reflecting on what she had done to make him fond of her.

She realized that since she got married, she had only been picking on him and hadn't done anything good. It couldn't be that he liked her. But then she thought of the kiss last night when she nodded. That was a lie to Patrick. She really didn't know why.

If Vera didn't hear a very straightforward answer, she wouldn't truly understand what others meant. Sometimes, she even wondered if she was being narcissistic. Finally, when Patrick arrived, she wanted to ask but was afraid of misunderstanding.

Patrick locked the car door and reached out to put his arm around Vera's shoulder as they walked into the Olteran Manor. "Have you eaten?"

Vera shook her head. "I am waiting for you."

A smile appeared on Patrick's face again. "You don't have to wait for me next time."

Randall was lying on the sofa without any dignity. When he saw Patrick and Vera return together, he raised his eyebrows at Vera, "Did you ask?" Vera pursed her lips and shook her head, murmuring, "I'm too embarrassed to ask."

Randall mouthed, "Why are you so timid?"

Vera glanced at the person beside her and gestured to Randall with her eyes. "Why don't you ask?"

Before receiving a signal from Randall, Patrick suddenly crossed between them, blocking their brainwave communication.

Patrick said, "Randall's eyesight hasn't improved. Don't stare at him too much."

Vera stuck out her tongue. "Okay."

Then she was pulled to the dining room to have dinner with Patrick.

At the dining table, they were accompanied by servants.

She felt even more embarrassed to ask.

She could only wait until evening when they were in the bedroom before she could muster the courage to ask.

Patrick also noticed that Vera had something to say to him, so after dinner, he took her hand and led her upstairs early. "Where are we going?"

"Back to sleep."

"It's still early now," Vera reminded from behind.

"It won't be early after a little chat," Patrick replied.

Cindy, Vincent, and Randall, with the same movements and expressions, watched Vera and Patrick in astonishment.

"Mom, is Uncle Patrick willing to chat?" Randall asked Cindy from the edge of the sofa.

Cindy asked Vincent, "Honey, does Patrick chat?"

Vincent remained motionless in the same posture. "He should, but he doesn't bother to chat with us."

They nodded in unison.

In the bedroom, Vera felt even more awkward.

"Last night, Randall said he came to see you and told you something," Vera said hesitantly.

Patrick interrupted her embarrassment directly, saying, "You don't need to be so hesitant when talking to me. We are husband and wife. Speak directly, no need to consider so much."

Vera nodded. Since he said that, Vera directly asked, "Did you do it?"

"I instructed my lackeys to do this," Patrick admitted.

Vera's mouth fell open in surprise. She grabbed Patrick's shirt. "It was really you?"

"Who else could it be besides me?"

"How did you have my previous photos?"

"Just ask your dad, and I'll have everything."

"But this afternoon, I called my parents to ask, and they said they didn't know about this." Vera bit her lip, standing in front of Patrick with a cute expression, a hint of coquetry. "In the afternoon, I thought it was my parents." Patrick chuckled and tapped Vera's forehead. "I just asked Dad for your photos from childhood, without mentioning what I needed them for, so they didn't know."

"Honey, do you know who Alexis is?"

Patrick shook his head. "Does she hold a prestigious position like you, Mrs. Olteran?"

"Definitely not." Vera unknowingly became closer to Patrick, no longer shy, and started gossiping with him. "Her cousin is Emma, who is pursuing you."

"As a married man, I don't need pursuers. It's just her wishful thinking." Patrick added, "If you find it annoying, you can go challenge her in person. I'll definitely stand by your side."

Vera suddenly smiled, her eyes forming crescents, revealing a row of small white teeth. The feeling of being protected wholeheartedly was truly joyful.

"Honey, if I challenge her in person, they will think I'm being unreasonable."

"You're married to Patrick; you have the right to be unreasonable."