The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 396 Patrick Couldn't Resist the Temptation

"Patrick's not busy at all!" Vera teased him, just to leave him hanging.

Molly, confused, stood at the door. "Why are you suddenly busy? Weren't you waiting for me?"

Vera was still in the study, and Molly knocked again. "Patrick, do your work, but can I have Vera?" Vera wanted to leave, but it wasn't her call.

As her legs touched the ground, Patrick grabbed them, holding her tight.

He kissed her to keep her quiet.

Losing patience, he yelled at Molly, "Get out!"

Molly, normally intimidated by Patrick, was so startled by his sharp tone that she bolted away immediately.

Vera, flustered, said, "Honey, I'm pregnant, don't mess around."

Patrick insisted, "I'll be careful, I won't hurt you or the baby."

Vera pointed out, "This is the study."

"It's fine, intimacy between husband and wife doesn't always need a bed," he replied.

Vera was speechless.

Patrick was getting a bit too cheeky!

As her skirt lifted, Vera blocked his hand. "I'll scream."

After Molly fled, she went to Shawn for protection.

Vera didn't see Molly again for a while and went straight to bed.

Oddly enough, despite their good relationship, Patrick somehow ended up being banished to the study to sleep.

No matter how much he insisted he was busy working, it seemed nobody at home believed him.

Shawn told Patrick, "Sleeping in the study isn't shameful. What's there to be embarrassed about?" His eyes showed he enjoyed Patrick's predicament.

Molly admired Vera in her heart. She resolved to find a time soon to ask Vera how she managed to make Patrick so compliant, even when he seemed like he was ready to blow a fuse.

Patrick awkwardly shooed away the laughing family members.

He knocked on the door again. Vera was in the bathroom, washing up, ignoring him.

The marks on Vera's legs, from Patrick's lack of restraint earlier, left a noticeable bruise. As she looked at the evidence in the mirror, she couldn't help but feel a bit disheartened. Patrick returned to the study, feeling lonely after the earlier excitement. He opened the window to let the wind in.

Unable to sleep, he started investigating what Molly had mentioned a leaf tattoo.

The next day, the servant couldn't wake Vera.

Patrick had to use the room key to enter.

Shawn, standing by, remarked, "You had the key last night but didn't think of it."

Molly, acting innocent, said, "Dad, Patrick is smart. He must have remembered the key. He was just afraid of Vera's anger."

Shawn agreed, "Molly, you're really smart."

Molly said proudly, "Dad, it's because of your good genes."

Molly and Shawn made snide remarks at Patrick's door.

Patrick turned to Shawn. "Do you know why I don't like talking to you?"

Thick-skinned Shawn asked, "Is it because you can't win an argument with me?"

Patrick then looked at Molly. "Aren't you going to work?"

Molly was at a loss for words.

Then, Molly rushed

Moments later, her loud voice echoed from downstairs. "Dad, I'm going to work."

Shawn disdained Molly, "You're still not as good as me."

Patrick had already opened the bedroom door. He glanced at Shawn, his eyes cold and threatening. "I heard there are a few new things in the fridge."

Feeling guilty, Shawn said, "Well, Jackson called me to hang out. I'll go now. You take your time with Vera."

As he walked away, Shawn reminded, "Coax her well, and don't forget what Molly told you yesterday."

Finally, the nuisances were gone.

Patrick opened the door and saw the curtains drawn and a lump on the bed.

Vera's phone was on silent.

Patrick lifted a corner of the blanket and slid in. Looking at the carefree Vera, he smiled, "You sleep soundly without me around. Don't you care if I can sleep in the study?" He leaned down and kissed her lips, which he could never get enough of.

Her lips made him infatuated.

Vera woke up, uncomfortable from the kiss.

Pushing him away, she propped herself up on Patrick's body. "Why are you kissing me? I haven't brushed my teeth. Don't you find it dirty?"

Patrick held her back, showing he didn't mind.

Vera shouted, "Stop, stop kissing. I can't breathe. Patrick!"

Patrick was the only one who could wake Vera up for breakfast.

However, Vera glared at him fiercely while eating.

Later, Patrick had the servants leave the dining room, leaving just him and Vera.

"Why did you send them away? Let them stay," Vera said angrily.

Patrick shrugged. "For their own good."

Vera didn't understand. "For their own good how?"

"So they won't hear you scolding me, and I won't have to cause them any trouble."

Vera asked, "How do you know I'm going to scold you?"

Patrick looked at Vera with a mix of frustration and hurt. "I can see it in your eyes-you're thinking I'm not a real man, that I'm a jerk, despicable, disgusting. You're thinking that once the baby is born, we'll settle today's score." Vera was shocked, thinking, 'How does he know?'

Seeing her expression, Patrick was even more certain she was cursing him.

Vera added, "Honey, you missed some. I also called you a jerk, a hypocrite, and scum."

Patrick remained silent, thinking, 'I'm not angry. I married Vera. I love her. I'll endure it!'

Not long after breakfast, a familiar nutritional drink appeared in front of Vera. "Isn't this the one I didn't drink last night?"

Patrick said, "This is freshly made. You didn't drink last night's, so it was wasted."

Vera pouted, "I don't want to drink it."

She turned and walked away.

Patrick followed her.

He closed the door and locked it.

After yesterday, she knew being pregnant was no longer a shield.

Vera's heart raced with fear.

She looked at him. "What are you doing?"

Patrick handed her the nutritional drink and went into the bathroom. "I didn't shower last night. I'll take a quick one this morning. Drink it for balanced nutrition, so you won't get leg cramps, and the baby will be healthy." "You still care about the baby, huh?" Vera took a sip, "Last night, you seemed to enjoy yourself and didn't think about the baby. Now that it's over, you remember you're going to be a dad."

Holding a towel, Patrick turned on the shower and looked at Vera, who was complaining, "Who seduced whom last night?"

"Just because I made the first move doesn't mean you should lose control so easily."

Patrick tested the water temperature and then stood at the bathroom door, looking at Vera with undisguised love in his eyes. "Don't think I've got unshakeable willpower. I'm a man, and I can't resist your advances." With that, he closed the bathroom door.