The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 97 Patrick Browsing the Internet

Vera lacked self-control and was already captivated by him.

"Vera, what are you doing? Stick it up quickly; we'll play two more rounds after that." Shawn was excited and wanted to continue playing, so he urged the mesmerized Vera, who was under Patrick's spell. Vera was young and couldn't escape Patrick's trap once he set his sights on her.

"Have you seen enough?" Patrick's voice was gentle, with a faint smile on his face.

Vera shivered inwardly, thinking to herself she had just been mesmerized by Patrick, it would be embarrassing if anyone found out!

In the end, she casually patted Patrick's face, blushing slightly, and went back to her spot to eat snacks and play cards.

Soon, Shawn laid out all his cards. "I've won again."

Vera dragged her hand over her face in frustration.

There must be something fishy!

It couldn't be that Shawn's cards were always so good.

She looked at Patrick shuffling the cards, her eyes flickering.

Could it be that Patrick was deliberately losing?

He was the one shuffling every time, giving him the opportunity to cheat.

Vera watched Patrick's hands shuffling the cards, observing carefully.

However, she couldn't see anything.

"Honey, let me shuffle the cards." Vera, feeling uneasy, reached out her hand.

Patrick was doubtful, looking at the clever Vera. Had she figured out his tricks?

He extended his arm and handed the cards to Vera. "Can you do it?" "Even if I can't, I won't let you shuffle." She pouted.

Patrick opened her snack bag, took out a canned beer, and took a sip.

Although it had been sitting for a while, it was still cool and refreshing to drink.

Vera, munching on shrimp chips, coquettishly said to Patrick, "Darling, let me have a sip."

Patrick ignored her.

"Darling, just a small sip, I've had too many snacks, I'm thirsty." Vera coaxed.

Patrick handed her the beer can. "Only a small sip."

Vera held the beer can in both hands, without hesitation, she brought it to her lips and took a big gulp.

While Patrick was happy about indirectly kissing Vera, he heard her say, "Darling, I accidentally finished it." Having finished half the can of beer, Vera looked guilty as she playfully told Patrick that the beer was gone. Patrick felt helpless. Was it really an accident? It seemed intentional!

He looked at Vera's innocent face, feeling a mix of irritation and amusement.

Reluctant to scold her, he could only endure it.

Later, as Vera snacked and Patrick drank beer, Shawn kept winning.

The nurse came to check Shawn's blood pressure again and found it was still a bit high.

Vera asked, "He's winning all the time; why is his blood pressure still high?"

The nurse replied, "Excitement can also cause high blood pressure."

Vera and Patrick were speechless.

Losing wasn't right, but winning wasn't either.

After finishing the snacks and beer, Vera gave up she didn't want to play anymore.

Shawn wanted to continue, but they didn't join him.

Since it was getting late, they decided to let Shawn rest early.

Patrick sat on the sofa, looking at the files Jack had sent him on his phone, while Vera lay on the sofa, resting her head on his lap, engrossed in her phone.

An hour passed in silence. When Vera put down her phone to sleep, she suddenly cried out in pain, "Darling, my stomach hurts."

Patrick, still busy, thought Vera was just being playful. "Is the baby kicking you again?"

Blushing, Vera shook her head. As she got up from the sofa, she suddenly felt a warm flow beneath her.

Oh no, her period had arrived!

She hadn't brought anything with her.

Vera got up and went to the bathroom. Shortly after, she returned from the nurse's station with a sanitary pad in hand.

Patrick saw the pad and understood everything.

Three minutes later, Vera emerged from the bathroom, curling up on the sofa in pain.

Seeing her frown and her pale face, Patrick wondered whether the blood loss was making her so weak.

"Vera?"

Vera waved her hand.  "Darling, don't call me, I'm suffering."

Patrick asked,  "Is your abdomen hurting?"

Vera nodded, holding her abdomen with both hands, saying, "I feel like my abdomen is about to fall out; it's so painful, even breathing hurts." Her voice was weak, a stark contrast to her previous lively self.

Seeing her in distress, Patrick reached out to touch her forehead, feeling the sweat, knowing she was in pain.

During her period, Vera never paid attention, indulging in spicy foods and ice, leading to two days of bedridden pain every month.

However, she never expected to start hurting in the hospital.

Vera took a deep breath, her lips pressed down, on the verge of tears.

In her misery, she said, "I'll never eat ice cream, spicy chips, or drink beer and eat chocolate again."

Patrick looked at her curled-up body, feeling uncomfortable.

Seeing Vera clutching her abdomen, Patrick's hand also reached out to cover it.

Vera looked up, her eyes misty, as if stars were twinkling. "Honey?"

Patrick awkwardly withdrew his hand, picked up a pillow, and placed it next to Vera. "I'll be outside for a moment."

In the hallway, Patrick closed his work interface on his phone, opened the browser, and typed in: [What to do when wife has period pain?]

[What should a husband do when his wife has stomach pain during her period?]

[What should be taken care of during menstruation?]

Half an hour passed, Patrick had not returned.

Vera was almost faint from the pain and decided to go get some warm water to soothe her stomach.

At that moment, Patrick returned with a packet of medicine.

"Why are you up?" he asked.

Vera said, "Darling, my abdomen hurts; I want to get some hot cocoa to soothe it."

Shawn, already asleep on the hospital bed, was undisturbed by their movements.

Patrick stopped his wife from getting up and made her sit on the sofa. He opened the medicine packet, took out two painkillers in his palm, and opened his newly bought mineral water. Vera didn't understand what Patrick was doing. "Darling, are you sick? Why are you taking medicine?"

Patrick glanced at Vera. "Open your mouth."