The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 144 Patrick's Many Tricks

Still in a state of irritation, Vera was both happy that Patrick had no ex-girlfriends and annoyed that he underestimated her charm.

As a result, Patrick, who was driving, got scratched several times by Vera.

When they arrived at the company, Patrick held her hand and took her to the exclusive elevator to go upstairs.

"I heard I'm going to be a 'dad' again."

Vera thought about that Saturday and felt guilty.

Patrick asked, "Is it a daughter or a son this time?"

Vera replied, "It's anger."

Patrick glanced at the downcast Vera, his Adam's apple bobbing, and his tone slightly rising. "Not bad. It turns out making you angry can also help you get pregnant."

As they stepped out of the elevator, everyone in the president's office was looking at them.

Seeing everyone's gaze, Vera instantly thought of Patrick's questioning in the elevator.

Could it be that everyone really knew about her lie about being pregnant?

She panicked.

Her hand instinctively gripped Patrick's hand tighter, hiding behind him.

She whispered, "Honey, do they all know?"

"Yes, they all know."

Vera was on the verge of tears. She didn't expect the news to spread so quickly; it was just a lie she made up on the spot.

"What should I do? I'm not pregnant."

At this moment, Patrick felt needed by her.

"Tell them that your belly was full of anger before, and you've already vented it all."

"That explanation doesn't make sense, darling."

Unable to solve the problem, she started to act coquettishly toward him.

"Honey, what should I do?"

Patrick smiled and led her back to the office.

The employees outside continued to work, as if they were just curious about who had arrived.

Once in the office, Vera became even more troublesome.

"Darling, should I just go explain and tell them the truth?"

Patrick deliberately said, "They won't believe you."

Vera, anxious, snatched the file from Patrick's hand, preventing him from working.

"Then I'll tell them I was lying?"

Patrick replied, "It won't work."

He continued to open the file.

Vera quickly closed the file in his hand again, making him look into her anxious eyes.

"This rumor spreading is bad for everyone," Vera said.

"I can help you clean up the mess from your lie, but you have to promise me that I can sleep in the bedroom tonight," Patrick required. "Deal, I promise you."

Vera agreed very quickly.

She hadn't even thought about the meaning of his words and agreed without hesitation.

Patrick succeeded.

He got up and left the office.

He went to the coffee room and picked out a drink for Vera from among the many beverages.

Sophia walked in and asked, "Mr. Olteran, did you manage to calm Mrs. Olteran down so quickly?"

Patrick said, ;"I didn't calm her down. I tricked her."

In the elevator earlier, his plan was already brewing.

Why did he tell her in the elevator that he was going to be a dad again? It was to plant guilt in her heart.

After leaving the elevator, when Vera saw everyone looking at her, she would panic.

When she panicked, she would lose her rationality and only think about explaining things clearly as soon as possible to avoid misunderstandings. These were all in his plan.

She wanted him to sleep in the study?

No way!

"Besides the peach flavor, which other flavor is good?"

Sophia picked out a bottle of green apple soda. "Let Mrs. Olteran have a refreshing drink."

"Pick another one."

Patrick thought to himself, if Vera drank a refreshing drink and regained her rationality, all his schemes would be exposed.

Sophia picked out a grapefruit-flavored drink and handed it to Patrick. "Mr. Olteran, how about this flavor?"

"That works."

Patrick took the two bottles of drinks and, after wasting some time outside, returned to the office.

Vera hurriedly approached him, eagerly asking, "Honey, how did it go?"

Patrick calmly said, "The misunderstanding is cleared up."

Vera let out a sigh of relief and patted her chest. "That's great."

Patrick twisted open the drink bottle and handed it to her. "Sit on the couch and wait for me for a bit. Once I'm done, I'll take you out for a nice meal." Vera took the drink, biting the bottle cap as she wandered over to the couch.

Patrick watched her cute actions, a smile spreading across his face.

While working, he frequently glanced at the adorable Vera on the couch.

As she waited for him to finish work, Vera wandered around, opening his bookshelf and looking at some documents, only to find they were all in foreign languages. She put them back with disdain. She then went to the window, leaning on the edge like a child, looking around.

She went back to the couch, leaning back and staring at the ceiling.

She was so bored that she finished one bottle of drink.

She picked up another bottle and tried to twist the cap, but it wouldn't open.

She frowned and tried again.

Patrick saw this and chuckled.

Unknowingly, he had been watching her for ten minutes.

He tapped on the desk, signaling her to look over.

Vera looked up at the sound. "Honey?"

Patrick gestured for her to come over. Vera walked over and handed him the drink.

He twisted the cap open and handed it back to her.

Seeing how easily he opened the bottle, Vera suddenly asked, "Honey, how much beef did you eat?"

Patrick was puzzled.

Vera playfully stuck out her tongue, and before he could react, she walked away with the drink.

She sat on the couch, sometimes playing with her phone, sometimes picking at her nails, and sometimes daydreaming.

Suddenly, she seemed to realize something and turned to ask Patrick, "Honey, I'm your wife, right?"

Patrick replied with a question, "Do you even need to ask?"

Vera frowned and mumbled, "That's not right. I'm your wife. Even if they know I'm not pregnant, how dare they gossip about me?"

Patrick's subordinates had been with him for a long time and wouldn't dare to criticize her.

"Honey, were you setting me up just now?"

Patrick remained calm and asked, "What kind of trap did I set for you?"

Vera frowned. Patrick's response indicated he really didn't know.

If he knew, he would have instinctively said "no" instead of asking her back.

Could it be that he wasn't scheming against her just now?

"How did you explain to them that I wasn't pregnant?"

Patrick replied, "I didn't need to explain. As long as I say it, they have to believe it."

The more Vera thought about it, the more she felt something was off.

It seemed like she had fallen into a trap, but she couldn't figure out how it happened.

Seeing her deep in thought, Patrick put down his work, got up, and timely interrupted her thoughts. "A few days ago, I went to a restaurant for a business dinner. The food there was pretty good. Do you want to try it?" Vera moved her mouth, indicating with her actions that the answer was definitely yes.

Since that was the case, Patrick put down his work, grabbed his car keys, and once again held her hand as they left.

"Honey, can you get me another drink later? I want the peach flavor. It's really good."

Patrick walked out of the office, took Vera to the coffee room again, and grabbed three bottles of drinks. "Is that enough?"