The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 133 Maintaining Patrick's External Image

The restaurant echoed with the servant's greeting, "Mr. Patrick Olteran, Mrs. Olteran."

Hearing the servant's address, Randall immediately fell silent. Seeing Vera and Patrick, he sat up properly. On the other side, Patrick and Vera entered with dirty hands.

"What happened to your hands? Why are they so dirty? Were you playing with mud?" Shawn asked.

Vera shook her head and replied, "We were digging a grave for the flowers."

Shawn was speechless.

Randall pointed at Patrick's hands and asked, "Then why are Uncle Patrick's hands so dirty?"

Patrick, being so refined, would never play with dirt, let alone dig a grave for "flowers." It was absolutely impossible.

Vera explained, "He dug the hole, and I built the mound."

Shawn and Randall were shocked at the dining table.

"Patrick, digging dirt?" At this moment, Shawn would rather believe the sky was falling than believe Patrick was digging dirt.

Vera didn't understand their surprise and nodded. "Yes, are you that shocked?"

Patrick didn't let her continue talking to them and took her hand to the bathroom to wash up.

Shawn and Randall exchanged glances, sharing the same expression of shock.

Shawn recalled that ever since Patrick could discern things, he was different from other children.

Kids loved playing with sand, building castles, and playing with blocks. Every time Shawn came home from work, he would bring toys that kids at Patrick's age liked, but Patrick never played with them. He would even toss them aside and pick up a maze book to read.

Later, when he went to kindergarten, other kids played with dirt, but he found it dirty.

Playing with mud, he found it disgusting.

Playing with clay, he found it childish.

His childhood was extremely dull. Shawn thought he had severe OCD. Every time he came home, the house had to be thoroughly cleaned.

Now, the son he thought had severe OCD was digging a hole in the yard with his bare hands?

He had misunderstood for 28 years!

Randall was even more shocked by Patrick's indulgence toward Vera.

He once got spanked and made to pick up every crumb by hand because he made a mess while eating.

When he used an eraser on his test paper and didn't blow away the eraser shavings, he got spanked again when Patrick checked his homework.

Later, he came home covered in dust after playing basketball because he was tired and sat on the court. When he got home, he didn't change into clean clothes before sitting on the sofa, and Patrick caught him again. So, he got spanked again.

Patrick pushed him into the shower and personally cleaned the sofa cushion he had dirtied.

As a result, he later ate with a clean area around him, without any trash or crumbs.

People praised him as a refined gentleman with good upbringing.

When he did his homework, he would clean up the eraser shavings immediately and throw away the trash, keeping his area clean daily. He even helped Vera tidy her desk. Later, after playing basketball, he would take off his clothes and shower, washing his dirty clothes before sitting on the sofa.

Before he grew up, Randall always thought Patrick was the most mature and charming man in the world, who wouldn't even glance at anything childish or dirty. However, now, he was getting his hands dirty with soil for Vera!

He felt more shocked than if it were the end of the world.

Before long, Patrick and Vera came out with clean hands.

Sitting at the dining table, Shawn and Randall kept their eyes on them.

The one who suggested burying the flowers must have been Vera. Patrick would never waste time on such a trivial matter.

Patrick and Vera acted as if no one else were there. Vera took out his watch from her pocket and grabbed his hand, saying, "Darling, let me put your watch on for you."

Patrick extended his hand, letting her excitedly play with his watch and put it on him.

Randall was convinced of one thing. 'At home, trying to please Vera is far more effective than praising Patrick.'

Soon, Cindy arrived as well. "I just called Vincent. He won't be coming home for lunch. Let's start eating."

Shawn mumbled, "Vincent should have said it earlier. We've already made food for him."

This ordinary remark gave Vera a new idea.

She bit her fork, looking at them at the table, and finally fixed her gaze on Patrick, smiling sweetly.

Patrick's heart started to race.

He knew clearly that this wasn't the heartbeat of love but a faint sense of unease.

"Darling."

"Eat."

"Darling, I want to tell you something."

Patrick placed a piece of meat on her lips. "Open your mouth."

Vera obediently opened her mouth and ate the meat he fed her. Then, while chewing, she continued, "Darling, can you create a chat group?" Patrick fed her another piece of meat.

Vera accepted it without hesitation and took another bite. "I mean the Facebook group you mentioned last time. Can you add all our family members to it?" "Keep your mouth open and eat." Patrick fed her another piece.

Everyone at the table quietly watched Patrick feed Vera meat.

Seeing that her mouth was almost full, Patrick kept feeding her.

"Darling, my mouth is full. Let me swallow before you feed me more. I'm trying to talk to you about something important."

Patrick picked up a bowl of corn soup and brought it to her lips. "Drink some soup."

Vera held the bowl and drank.

As soon as she finished drinking and was about to speak, he fed her a piece of cabbage.

Every time she called "Darling," another piece of food would appear in her mouth. Finally, Vera stopped talking.

Patrick then asked, "What else do you want to eat? I'll get it for you."

"Patrick, am I disabled?"

Patrick asked, "Why do you ask that?"

"Then why are you treating me like I'm disabled? I have hands; I can feed myself."

She yelled at Patrick in front of everyone.

He didn't get angry or argue back.

The onlookers thought Patrick didn't dare to argue back!

While everyone was waiting for Patrick to scold Vera in public to maintain his image, Vera pouted and turned her face away. Patrick awkwardly touched his nose.

The expected outburst from Patrick didn't happen.

Instead, he placed a piece of fish on Vera's plate.

Vera looked at the fish piece with frustration. She didn't refuse his offering but directly put it in her mouth and ate it.

Vera noticed everyone was watching Patrick and recalled how she had just yelled at him in a fit of temper.

Usually, it didn't matter how she treated him because no one was watching.

However, today, in front of everyone, he was her husband after all, and she should pay attention to maintaining his image.