The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 309 Oral Ulcer Infection

Half an hour later, Patrick appeared in the Linister family living room.

He sat face to face with Noah, while Vera sat close to Patrick, proactively placing her small hand into Patrick's palm.

Noah was utterly disgusted with Vera. During their entire evening walk, she hugged and kissed Patrick constantly.

Now, even though Patrick wasn't holding her hand, she still took the initiative to place her hand in his. Didn't she know that being too forward could be worthless?

"Noah, he's your brother-in-law. Be polite to him. Now that I'm married, I'm his person. If you two fight, I'll definitely side with him," Vera said, trying to sound fierce to scare Noah, but her lack of confidence was evident in her voice. She still cared a lot about Noah's feelings.

Patrick wasn't angry when he met Noah. After all, Noah was hostile because he cared too much about Vera.

Initially, Patrick felt a bit blocked in his heart, but later, he thought that if someone were to marry Molly in the future, he, as her brother, would definitely be upset, too.

Putting himself in Noah's shoes, he could understand Noah's actions, so he just waited for Noah to accept him.

Vera snuggled up to Patrick, one hand in his, the other holding his arm, her bright, watery eyes blinking at Noah.

Noah, looking at Vera protectively clinging to Patrick, pointed at her and said, "idiot."

Before Noah came back, only Vera would call others "idiots," but after Noah returned, she became synonymous with the word.

Vera said, "You can insult me, but you can't insult Patrick."

Warren, fearing that the argument between Vera and Noah in the living room would escalate into a fight, quickly pulled Noah away to talk some sense into him.

Vera, also afraid that Patrick would feel wrong in the living room, pulled him back to her bedroom.

Closing the door, she patted her collarbone. "I wasn't even this nervous during exams. Honey, you don't know how scary he looked chopping meat just now. It really frightened me."

Patrick looked at Vera, pretending to be weak. "You were scared, and you didn't hit him?"

"Do I look like someone who would hit? I'm timid. I wouldn't dare fight Noah."

Patrick didn't believe her. If she wasn't someone who would hit, how did the kids find out?

Vera later realized her words weren't credible, so she confessed honestly, "He had a knife in his hand at the time, so I didn't dare. Besides, what if the kids got hurt? It's not easy for me to have a child; I don't want to go through the process of making one again."

She was indirectly telling Patrick that she didn't want to keep having sex with him at night.

As Vera and Patrick were chatting in the room, the door suddenly opened, and Noah looked at the couple, "Why is the door closed?"

After that, the door remained open.

However, Noah always walked back and forth at the door with a baseball bat in hand.

Noah walked back and forth at the door over twenty times, swinging the bat in his hand. Vera, sitting at the foot of the bed, looked at Patrick and asked, "Honey, are you scared?" Patrick replied, "No."

"I'm scared."

Patrick pinched Vera's face and said, "Let Noah vent his anger."

Vera said guiltily, "But it's my fault for hiding it from Noah, and now he's taking it out on you."

Patrick had a way of comforting people, "Just think of it as me going through the hardships I didn't experience before. Marrying you was too easy initially; I owe Noah this cold shoulder. It's just the order that's wrong. Now that you're pregnant, focus on being a happy and cute mom-to-be."

"I don't feel wronged or angry about anything I'm going through. I believe Noah will eventually accept me, and it won't take long."

Noah, walking back and forth at the door, was shocked to hear Patrick's words. He wasn't angry at him.

He didn't know if it was true or if Patrick was saying it to comfort Vera.

Anyway, Vera was moved. She wrapped her arms around Patrick's neck, leaned in, and kissed his lips. "Honey, I love you."

"Stop kissing!" Noah entered the room and separated Vera and Patrick, "What if you get a mouth ulcer?"

"I don't have a mouth ulcer." Vera looked at Patrick and asked, "Do you?"

Patrick shook his head.

Noah said, "If you kiss too much, you'll get one."

With that, he separated Vera and Patrick.

"Noah, let's talk privately," Patrick called out to Noah.

Noah turned to look at Patrick. "There's nothing to talk about."

"Not about Vera, just about your studies. I'm not speaking as your sister's husband, just as Patrick," Patrick said.

Noah hesitated, and Vera sensed it.

Vera had a sudden idea. "Honey, don't talk to him. What if he doesn't want to go abroad and convinces you otherwise? Our parents really respect your opinion now." Noah said, "Vera, can you stop acting?"

Patrick lowered his head and smiled indulgently. He pinched Vera's nose and said, "Rest for a while. I'll go out first."

He walked past Noah. "I'll be waiting outside."

With that, Patrick left the room.

Noah pointed his baseball bat at the bed and said to Vera, "Lie down and sleep. If you don't sleep, the baby in your belly needs to."

Vera was intimidated into staying in her room, not daring to come out.

There was no other way. If she weren't pregnant, Noah wouldn't be a match for her.

For the sake of the baby, a mother made great sacrifices!

Outside, Patrick stood at the Linister family gate. Not far away was a lawn where he often walked with Vera. It was quiet and perfect for a conversation. Noah saw Patrick at the gate, hesitated for a moment, and then put the bat down in the entryway and went out.

Patrick didn't try to flatter Noah at all.

When he saw Noah appear, he said, "Let's go."

He led the way, and Noah followed. "Let's talk about Vera first. I didn't know about your marriage, Patrick, and I don't think Vera is a good match for you."

"You're a successful person, and our family just runs a small business, enough to get by. Vera is too ordinary; she's not from a wealthy family."

"The people you interact with daily are on a completely different level from her. She can't help you at work, and she doesn't know how to manage a household. Besides giving you children, I doubt she can even take care of them." "Our families are not equal in status, and you two have nothing in common. Maybe you find her young and beautiful now, but in a few years, when her temper worsens and she becomes less attractive, you might resent her."

I'm not targeting you today, nor am I looking down on Vera. I'm just speaking my mind. You two can't be together. You're disciplined; she's lazy. You love work; she loves to play. You two are not a good match. I believe you understand what I mean."