The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 345 Supervising Teacher

At noon, Patrick and Sebastian each got a picture from Randall.

It was a snapshot of a stack of snack wrappers with the caption: [The result of a whole morning of 'studying'.] Sebastian was out of town and couldn't monitor Molly's studies.

As soon as Patrick got home, Vera clung to him, sweetly calling him honey and acting all cute.

How could Patrick get mad at Vera, not to mention that she was pregnant currently?

Randall, the tattletale, acted like he knew nothing, watching Vera complain about how tiring studying was.

He couldn't believe she had the nerve to say that.

Patrick held Vera's small hand, listening to her lies while thinking about how to correct her bad habits.

So, Patrick's gaze shifted to Shawn, who was silently and seriously playing games in the living room.

The next day, Shawn was sent to Randall's car.

He happily sat in the passenger seat and assured Patrick. "Don't worry, Patrick. I'll definitely keep an eye on Vera and Molly's studies."

Being a supervising teacher seemed more fun than playing games, Shawn thought last night.

Before he agreed, Patrick repeatedly emphasized, "If Vera and Molly try to lure you out with food or drinks, it's all a trick."

"Don't worry. I definitely won't go," Shawn confidently waved his hand.

Patrick was still a bit uneasy and threatened, "I'll make random checks. If I find you guys not there, it's your dereliction of duty, and you won't be the group leader anymore." Shawn was speechless, thinking, 'Threatening me? I'm not doing this!'

Patrick said, "They have exams soon. You don't want their half-year effort to go to waste."

"Sebastian and I are both swamped with work and can't look after them. Vera and Molly can study well separately, but together, they can't stop chatting."

"You're going to help Vera and Molly become better. You're showing your deep fatherly love by supervising them. Do you understand?"

Shawn nodded solemnly. With Patrick putting it that way, he could accept it. This trip even gave him an honorary title: a fatherly supervising teacher.

Moreover, to keep his position as group leader, Shawn was determined to supervise Vera, Molly, and Randall's studies well today.

As he got in the car, he excitedly waved to Patrick, telling him not to worry.

Vera, however, leaned against the backseat window, her hands on the window, looking at Patrick with a gloomy expression. "Honey, don't let Shawn supervise me. I will study well." Patrick gently stroked Vera's cheek, smiling indulgently. "I don't trust you. Shawn will accompany you today, and I'll accompany you tomorrow."

Vera blinked, and Randall started the car.

Vera leaned against the window, looking back at Patrick as if she would never see him again.

After leaving, she closed the window and thought deeply. She asked Molly, "Molly, don't you think something's off? Patrick was fine last night. Why did he send Shawn today?" Molly noticed it too. "Didn't we take pictures and ask for praise yesterday? He should trust us."

Randall's hands on the steering wheel tensed up for no reason.

Shawn happily arrived at the library, found the spot where Vera, Molly, and Randall sat yesterday, and plopped down. This time, Molly didn't dare to take out any snacks from her bag. She only took out a few books and placed them on the table.

Shawn sat in front of them, looking at them with satisfaction. "Look at my kids," he thought.

"Hand over your phones," Shawn said, taking on the role of a supervisor, extending his hand to Vera, Molly, and Randall.

Vera held her phone behind her back. "Shawn, we're studying right under your nose, not playing. Why do you need to take our phones?"

"Patrick told me to. I need to take pictures and report to him," Shawn replied.

Vera was speechless.

Reluctantly, Vera, Molly, and Randall handed over their phones.

Patrick saw the pictures Shawn sent and forwarded them to Sebastian to reassure him.

The process of studying was dull, and the company was boring. The sunlight outside was too warm, shining on them, and except for Randall, the other three yawned.

"Our house is so big, yet you insist on coming to the library to study," Shawn complained, feeling sleepy with nowhere to nap.

Vera yawned, her eyes tearing up. "Patrick is afraid that studying at home is too free and undisciplined. I can sleep, eat, and play whenever I want."

"You really have no self-control," Shawn said.

Molly studied for three hours, overusing her brain. She closed her book and lay down on the table. "I don't care. I'm taking a nap."

Vera also closed her book. "No, I want to nap too."

Shawn saw that they both had a thick stack of books to nap on. He looked around and finally took Randall's book. "You keep studying. Let me nap on your book." Randall was helpless.

Vera lay down but quickly got up, rubbing her belly. "No, I can't lie down. What if I squish the baby and it comes out ugly? I need to walk around."

So, with nowhere to nap, Vera had to get up and move around the library to shake off the summer drowsiness.

The library was very quiet, with all kinds of people there. The janitor came in to cool off and sat with a book. Some were studying for exams with headphones on, blocking out external noise. There were also office workers with laptops, checking and typing.

Vera stood by the window, the sunlight making it hard for her to open her eyes. The windowsill was a bit high. Vera yawned, raised her arms, rested her elbows on the windowsill, propped her face with her hands, and lazily closed her eyes. Some people who were tired from studying napped on the table, but Vera standing and sleeping was quite surprising. The sunlight shone through the window onto the floor, casting the window's shadow and Vera's standing figure. Vera seemed like a girl in the light, her whole body glowing. She wore a loose sky-blue dress that covered her belly, with white handmade fabric flowers adorning the hem. She had on white flat shoes, spotless and looking new. She had a low ponytail, looking like a simple and pure girl.