The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 95 Vera's Words

Cindy asked, "Vera, what's wrong?"

Vera's mouth twitched, embarrassedly explaining the morning misunderstanding. "Neither Patrick nor I remembered at the time."

Shawn added, "She even planned to give me another shot."

After Shawn's excited explanation, Cindy felt they were unreliable. "Today Vincent and I have rested enough. We'll stay here tonight. You and Patrick can go back to rest."

"Cindy, don't persuade us to leave. Today Patrick and I will stay at the hospital to accompany Shawn as we agreed." Vera thought of the redness in Cindy's eyes this morning and she felt sorry for her.

Last night was tough. Shawn needed constant care during the IV drip, with Vincent and Cindy by his side at the hospital. Tonight, she couldn't let Vincent and Cindy stay at the hospital again.

Shawn urgently waved off Patrick and Vera. "Vera, I know you're good for me. You and Patrick should go back. Your intentions are clear; you don't need to be here."

Vera was firm. "No way! Intentions are not enough. Patrick and I need to make you truly feel the love of your children."

"Moreover, you have two sons. You can't rely on Vincent and Cindy for everything. Those who understand you know that you and Cindy have a deep bond, while those who don't think you're biased, only knowing to enslave them when you're sick. What about my and Patrick's reputation?"

"I just got married into your family, I also need a good reputation, and I also want a deep bond with you."

Vera's words brought smiles to everyone in the room.

Despite her simple words, Vincent felt comforted, knowing that his father was ill and Patrick was willing to share the burden.

Cindy felt warm in her heart, as Vera's words strengthened the bond between them.

Patrick smiled helplessly as Vera voiced his thoughts.

Shawn was delighted.

With just a few words, there were no more disputes and grievances in their family. He was seen very kind to Cindy, just as her father, and he received great praise.

If he had rejected her words, it would have been truly unacceptable.

Shawn pretended to insist, saying, "Patrick is busy."

Vera answered for Patrick, "If it's about taking care of his dad, he's not busy. The company isn't as important as you."

"Alright, I can't argue with you. If you want to stay, stay. Vincent and Cindy were indeed quite tired last night."

Vera succeeded, winking at Patrick.

Patrick, with a helpless smile mixed with deep indulgence, found Vera more and more endearing.

Vincent and Cindy sat there for a while, and Shawn brought the conversation back to Vera. "We've never had someone like her in our family, so good at arguing and bantering. No one can beat her. Emma even suffered because of her today." Cindy became interested instantly and asked Vera, "What did you do to her?"

"I just gave her a couple of slaps," she said casually.

"Are you okay?" Cindy asked.

Vera shook her head. "Patrick and Shawn are both with me, I'm fine. She wouldn't dare retaliate."

Cindy still thought Vera was a bit impatient.

"Cindy, I can be gentle," Vera insisted.

"Sure." Cindy didn't believe her!

"Don't doubt me; Patrick always says I'm his little wildcat."

Patrick teased Vera. "Wildcats scratch the hardest."

"Darling." Vera couldn't argue with him, so she cooed.

"I didn't say anything about you in front of others this time," Patrick said.

Vera poked Patrick's shoulder.  "You're bad."

The room was filled with laughter and joy.

As it was getting late, Cindy and Vincent left the hospital.

In the end, only three people remained in the ward.

Vera looked at Shawn's lingering gaze and said, "Shawn, stop looking; Cindy won't come back."

"I didn't ask Cindy to come back," it was the first time he had spent so much time with Patrick, and he felt awkward.

Vera, being observant, noticed the subtle emotions between Patrick and Shawn.

She swallowed nervously, her clever mind forming an idea.

"Shawn, Darling, wait for me a moment."

"What are you up to?" Patrick asked, but Vera had already disappeared.

When she returned, Vera had a deck of cards in hand, along with some snacks and several cans of beer.

"Who bought the beer?" Patrick asked sternly.

Vera stuck out her tongue, acting cute. "I bought it for you." She also brought two cans for herself.

Patrick instantly lost his temper again.

"What's this?"

"We're playing cards. How can we pass the long night without some fun?" Vera said, placing the snacks on the bed and pulling two chairs to sit with Patrick. "Darling, come over here," Vera called.

Patrick moved over. "What are we playing?"

He thought Vera wanted to play a more sophisticated card game, but she said, "Texas Hold 'em, Omaha, or Five-Card Poker?"

Patrick was speechless.

He coughed lightly and asked Vera, "Have you been to a casino?"

"On the ground or underground? Boxing or fencing?" Vera quipped.

Patrick asked, "Have you been there?"

Oh no, she was about to slip up!

Vera bit her lip. "I've seen it on TV; I've never been anywhere."

Patrick looked at her questioningly. "Have you been to a card-playing casino?"

Vera honestly shook her head. "My dad doesn't allow me to go."

"Yes, Warren did the right thing." Vera was so innocent, like a child, she definitely shouldn't go to such places.

He took out a deck of cards and asked Shawn, "Do you know how to play Texas Hold 'em?" He had never heard of the other two games Vera mentioned. Seeing the cards, Shawn instantly perked up and was full of fighting spirit. "Of course, no one could beat me when I was young."

He rolled up his sleeves, ready to play.

"Vera, you decide on the rewards for winning and losing," Shawn said.

Vera frowned, not wanting to play for money as losing would make her feel terrible.

"Shawn, let's play with stickers instead. The winner gets to put a sticker on the loser's face," Vera suggested.

Shawn found it unsatisfying, looking disdainful, "We usually play for money; this is too boring."

Vera argued, "We're all family. If we gamble, in the end, it's still money going back to the family. Playing for money is pointless." "Just say you're poor." Shawn mercilessly exposed Vera's lie.

Vera made a face at Shawn. "Just wait. Once Patrick opens a special account for me, you'll see if I dare to spend money on you." Patrick shuffled the cards, listening to their banter, feeling an unprecedented calm inside.

Perhaps this was life, chatting in the tranquility of everyday life.

On a midsummer night, with the lights on in the room, family members played games together to strengthen their bond. Less phones, more fun, and companionship.