The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 255 Patrick Calls Vera "Baby"

"Patrick, my feet hurt. I don't want to wear high heels anymore. I want to take them off," Vera said.

Patrick held her, saying, "Take them off when we get home."

Vera shook her head, "Patrick, where's my rival in love? Shawn said you found me a rival. Where is she?" Patrick asked, "No, Vera, are you drunk?"

Vera started to feel lightheaded. "Patrick, why is your head spinning?"

Patrick couldn't let go of her now.

Cindy also understood Patrick's concern; no one knew what Vera might do next.

Vera, drunk, clung to Patrick's head in fear. "Patrick, why has your head turned to stone? Why is it so hard?" Patrick replied, "It's my skull inside."

Vera quickly hugged her head, crying in fear. "Patrick, I have a skull inside my head, too. What should I do?"

Vera was drunk. She was drunk to the point of foolishness!

She knew nothing; her brain had stopped working, and she was about to fly to the sky.

Drunk people were the least rational, talking nonsense, walking with wobbly legs, needing support. Vera had all the symptoms.

For the first time, Patrick was at his wit's end with Vera. He reached out and patted his forehead.

This place was unbearable.

He said to Cindy, "Cindy, tell Shawn that Vera is drunk. I'm taking her home."

Cindy quickly ran over to call Shawn.

As a result, Shawn said excitedly, "Vera is drunk? Let's all go see."

So, Shawn and his friends appeared.

Vera was holding onto Patrick, saying, "Counting ducks, two, four, five, six, seven, eight. Honey? Why do you look so much like my husband? Duck, did you eat Patrick?" Patrick didn't argue with the drunk Vera.

He said, "I'm your husband, Vera. Stop messing around. I'll take you home."

Vera replied, "No. I'm here for the party. It's Jackson's birthday, and I haven't said happy birthday yet."

Jackson, standing nearby, thought, 'That's very nice of you.'

Vera turned to look at the newcomers, asking, "Patrick, why is Shawn here too?"

Patrick brought Vera to Jackson and said to her, "This is Jackson."

Vera pointed at Jackson, "I know you. Jackson, happy birthday. I wish you happiness and joy, and to live another hundred years."

"Thank you. Now go home with Patrick and sleep." Jackson laughed so hard his eyes were almost closed. Vera, even drunk, remembered his birthday, making him like her even more.

After blessing Jackson, Vera turned to Sabrina and said, "Happy birthday to Jackson's wife, too. Let's all live a hundred years, and then we'll celebrate together."

Sabrina also smiled at Vera. "Alright, I'll accept your blessing. Now you can go home and sleep."

Patrick saw that the situation was getting out of hand, so he quickly explained, "Vera mistook strong liquor for a soft drink and drank a full glass. She's not in her right mind. I'll take her home first. Jackson, Sabrina, see you another day." Vera didn't want to leave, but Patrick directly picked her up in a princess carry.

Vera pouted, wanting to sing.

Patrick, holding Vera, almost ran out.

Cindy hurriedly followed to see Vera off.

The elderly folks behind them were laughing hysterically.

Jackson said enviously, "Shawn, lend me Vera for a few days. This kid is so much fun."

Sabrina added, "Having a kid like this at home would be so lively. Bring Vera over to our house more often. I haven't had a good chat with her today."

Shawn said, "This is the first time I've seen Vera drunk. It's really interesting. Next time I'm bored, I'll secretly get her drunk."

Vera had no idea the three elders were plotting against her. She was now drunkenly proclaiming, "I'm the best singer." "Yes, you're a singer, the best singer," Cindy coaxed Vera.

Patrick put Vera in the back seat, but she refused to stay. She angrily said, "Wives sit next to their husbands. I want to sit next to you."

Patrick deliberately tricked Vera, saying, "Big bosses sit in the back seat. Today, you're the boss, and I'll be your driver, okay?"

Vera thought for a moment and then directed Patrick, "Patrick, go drive for me. I want rocket speed. In a blink, I'll be home." She even made sound effects herself. Patrick usually found Vera cute enough, but seeing her drunk, he realized she could be even more adorable.

Closing the car door, Patrick hurriedly drove home.

On the way back.

Vera started singing off-key.

Patrick was too embarrassed to sing.

Vera crawled over to Patrick's side and whispered in his ear, "Patrick, sing with me."

Patrick cleared his throat, but he really couldn't bring himself to sing.

Therefore, Vera taught him to sing.

Patrick pressed the gas pedal to the floor, wishing he could fly home.

Vera complained, "Patrick, you don't sing love songs with me. You don't love me anymore."

Patrick, unable to resist Vera's pestering, finally gave in and recited the lyrics along with her. Vera said, "Sing, don't just recite."

Patrick replied, "Don't take advantage of the fact that I can't bear to hit you."

Vera said, "Honey, are you unwilling to sing love songs with me?"

Patrick thought, 'I really can't sing.'

Finally, they arrived home.

Patrick realized he had another challenge ahead!

He said to Vera, "Sweetie, come out. Let's go to bed."

Vera curled up in the back seat, refusing to come out.

Patrick tried to get her from the left side, but she ran to the right to hide. When he went to the right, she hid on the left. She was like a child playing a game.

If he hadn't known Vera was drunk, Patrick would have suspected she wasn't in her right mind.

Vera said, "Darling, say something sweet to me. If I hear what I want to hear, I'll come out."

This sentence sounded familiar.

Patrick suddenly remembered he had once used this line to punish Vera.

Damn it, how did Vera remember this even when drunk?

He said to her, "I love you."

Vera replied, "That's too perfunctory."

Patrick sat in the car.

Vera kicked him with her bare feet; her shoes were long gone.

Even the maids outside came to help Patrick, but he preferred to coax the drunk Vera rather than be rough with her.

"Sweetie, come with me. I'll tell you when we get inside, okay?"

Vera shook her head. "Call me baby."

"Baby."

"Call me sweetheart."

"Sweetheart."

Vera also wanted to hear "honey," and Patrick, helplessly, called her "honey."

The maids at home were all shocked.

Patrick really loved Vera.