The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 157 My Husband is Ignoring Me

"Hey, Mia, did you miss me?" Ellie greeted Mia warmly as she answered the phone.

"Mom, it's me. I need to tell you something," Sebastian said.

Mia panicked. She stood on tiptoe and jumped into Sebastian's arms, kissing his face three times. Sebastian felt helpless.

The wetness on his cheek made him turn to look at Mia. "Mia, are you asking for trouble?"

Mia pleaded softly, "Sebastian, I'm sorry. Please don't tell Mom. I'll be good and listen to you from now on."

She didn't even know why she kissed Sebastian just now. It seemed like a vague memory from her childhood; whenever she did something wrong, a kiss would save her from punishment.

"Hey, Sebastian, Mia, what's going on? Are you two fighting at home? Mia is your sister; why are you bullying her?" Ellie asked.

Mia cautiously clasped her hands in prayer, begging Sebastian not to tell Ellie and Timothy.

Sebastian had no choice.

He threw her phone back to her.

He got up and went upstairs.

Mia quickly put the phone to her ear. "Mom, I miss you. When are you coming back? When you're not home, my brother always bullies me."

Sebastian, who was going upstairs, was speechless.

Women's words couldn't be trusted at all!

Ellie and Mia talked on the phone for more than half an hour.

Sebastian walked over. "We need to talk."

"Sebastian, Mom said if you bully me at home again, she won't let you off when she comes back."

"Who said anything about that? I'm talking about you not knowing how to keep a distance from men," Sebastian said to her, "I'm your brother, and we're both adults. You shouldn't kissed me; that's not appropriate."

"I think it's perfectly fine. You're my brother. What's wrong with giving you a kiss? Didn't I kiss you when we were kids? I even kissed Dad."

Sebastian pointed at her and lectured, "Mia, you need to be mindful of this in the future."

"I got it. You talk so much. I seriously doubt if you chose the wrong gender when you were born."

Sebastian was so angry that he wanted to hit her again.

He said, "Grandpa is in the hospital. Our parents are back home taking care of him. I'm going back home to visit Grandpa this weekend. Since you don't want me to control you, you can stay home by yourself." "No, Sebastian, I want to go too." Mia immediately climbed up next to Sebastian.

Sebastian glanced at her. "Don't you like freedom? Go chase your freedom. I don't need you following me."

"No, I want to stay by your side. Calm down." She pretended to give Sebastian a massage, randomly squeezing his arm. "Even though I say bad things about you, deep down I know you're the best brother in the world. You're the best person to me, and I love you the most."

Sebastian remained unmoved. Mia continued to act spoiled, using soft tactics.

That night, she tormented Sebastian, refusing to let him sleep until he agreed to take her back home.

When Sebastian refused, she brought her blanket and squeezed into his bed, pestering him by his ear.

In the end, Sebastian hit her again.

Mia cried, and Sebastian tried to comfort her for half an hour to no avail.

"I promise to take you back home."

The crying stopped abruptly. Having achieved her goal, Mia rolled up her blanket and left.

Sebastian felt like he had been tricked, but he had no evidence.

Mia's crisis was averted, all thanks to her acting spoiled, pleading, giving kisses, and being shameless. However, her good friend Vera stayed up all night.

She kept waiting for Patrick to come back, with the lights on in the house.

She sat on the bed, staring at the door.

Patrick never showed up.

She called him, and Patrick answered.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Vera cried, "I can't sleep without you here."

"Just go to sleep. I have some things to take care of tonight."

"Darling, can you please come back?" Vera softened her tone.

She didn't know why, but seeing Patrick angry made her feel so miserable.

One shout from him, and she remembered it to this day.

It felt like a heavy stone was placed in her heart, one she couldn't move, making it hard to breathe.

Patrick, looking at the paper in his hand, tried to keep his tone gentle so as not to scare her. "I'm working overtime with Jack. There's no woman here. Don't overthink it, just go to sleep."

After comforting Vera and hanging up, Patrick looked at that piece of paper more than ten times!

Jack, anxious, said, "Mr. Olteran, we didn't expect Mrs. Olteran to have such a small frame but such explosive power."

The information on the paper Patrick was looking at was about his explosively powerful wife, Vera.

Patrick indeed didn't come home that night.

The next day, they met in the classroom.

Mia said, "Thank goodness, we're all still alive."

Randall corrected ;her. "You two are alive. I'm dead."

Vera, listless, lay on the desk without speaking, not paying attention in class, and closed her eyes to sleep.

Mia patted Randall's shoulder and asked, "Vera, what's wrong?"

"She probably got scolded by her husband."

Mia went over to comfort Vera, "Did Patrick hit you last night?"

Vera shook her head with her eyes closed.

"Did he blame you?"

Vera shook her head again.

Mia guessed. "Is it because you didn't finish the match yesterday?"

"Mia, he is ignoring me."

Vera's voice was hoarse, and tears fell from her closed eyes. "He preferred to work overtime at the office last night rather than come home to be with me. I know I was wrong, and I admitted my mistake to him, but he wouldn't listen. This morning, I called him, and he said he was busy.

Why is being in a relationship so painful? If I were single, I wouldn't care about his feelings."

Randall said, "How are you going to admit to Uncle Patrick that you were the 'Heroine' who fought in the match yesterday? Next, you'll have to explain how you knew about the place, who took you there, and why you participated in the match. How will you answer those questions?"

Mia frowned and looked at the unhappy Vera beside her. "Vera, if you're really upset, you can tell Mr. Olteran that I took you there. If he asks me, I'll drag my brother into it. My brother definitely won't leave me hanging."

Vera shook her head again. "No, lying to him would make me feel even worse."

Randall said, "Then don't say anything. I've already been beaten up by Uncle Patrick. You two just pretend you didn't go yesterday, and only I went."

Vera turned her face to Randall and asked, "Randall, why are you covering for me?"

Randall said, "You didn't even tell your parents about this but told Mia and me. Just for your trust, I have to help you."

Vera looked at the loyal Randall and felt deeply indebted. "Randall, I'm sorry about yesterday. Mia and I both abandoned you."

Mentioning this made Randall angry!

Although, if he were Vera or Mia, he would have made the same choice, but he was Randall! He was Patrick's nephew, the one who got beaten.