The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride

Vera, after all, was a nominal principal. Even though she didn't have to manage anything, she couldn't let the students be so unruly right under her nose. Vera gave some instructions and then left with her handbag.

Molly and Randall followed later, and Molly silently gave Vera a thumbs-up.

Once they got in the car, they finally relaxed. Molly said, "Vera, I didn't know you would handle students cheating."

Facing her best friends, Vera showed her dilemma. "Actually, I don't know if what I did was right, but I always feel that being strict and making them study is for their good." Randall saw that it was still early, so he asked Molly and Vera, "So, where are we going, ladies? Dinner, home, or should I take you for a drive?"

Molly said, "Drop me at the police station. I need to find my brother."

Vera said, "The Olteran Group, to find my husband."

Randall's tone sounded somewhat happy. "Alright!"

Vera then asked Randall, "Randall, where are you going later?"

Randall replied, "I have my things to do."

Vera reminded him, "Come home early in the afternoon."

"Got it."

After dropping Molly and Vera at their respective destinations, Randall drove away.

Vera went to Patrick's office, but no one was inside.

Sophia and Jack were also not outside the door.

Vera went to the café, picked out a drink, and returned to the office to pass the time.

After a while, Patrick appeared.

Patrick was walking and instructing Sophia on the company's year-end matters.

Sophia memorized everything in her mind.

As Patrick passed the secretary's office area on his way back to his office, he casually asked an employee, "Has Mrs. Olteran arrived?" "Yes, Mrs. Olteran is waiting for you in the office."

Patrick nodded and let the employee continue working, then returned to his office.

Vera was bored and watering the plants, not with a watering can but with Patrick's coffee cup.

Vera was about to go to the break room to get some water when she turned around and saw Patrick had returned.

She asked, "Darling, where did you go just now?"

Patrick replied, "I had a meeting downstairs. Why didn't you message me when you arrived?"

"I figured you were busy, and I wasn't in a hurry, so I just waited in your office."

Patrick teased with a smile, saying, "It's a bit unusual for you to be so considerate."

Vera said, "Do you want me to do something disobedient for you?"

Patrick shook his head. "How was the exam this morning?"

"Perfectly fine. I filled out the entire test paper. Darling, I have something to tell you. Do you want to hear it?"

Patrick sat on the sofa, and Vera sat next to him.

Patrick rescued his coffee cup from Vera's hand. "Do I dare not listen to you?"

"Before the exam today, I found out that our class..." Vera shared the morning's exam events with Patrick and then asked, "At the end of the exam, I pointed out the class committee members. Darling, do you think what I did was right?" Patrick thought it was something serious, but it turned out to be a minor issue.

Patrick asked, "Do you regret it after saying it?"

Vera shook her head. "No, because it's about studying. I can't harm them, and making them grasp the knowledge is for their good. Everyone is in college now, and I think it's necessary to scare those with poor self-discipline into studying well." Patrick said, "If you don't regret it, then it's the right thing to do."

Vera asked him again, "Will the class committee members think I'm meddling too much, and will other students think I have a problem?"

This was what Vera was conflicted about.

Patrick said, "No."

Vera was puzzled.

Patrick continued, "Your position at the school is clear, and few people dare to speak out. If someone does say something about you, think about it, did you do anything wrong?"

If someone didn't like Vera meddling and complained to another person about Vera's overreach, how would that other person think?

Vera's well-intentioned reminder was misunderstood, and she ended up being complained about. Who would want to be friends with the complainer?

Once Vera understood this, she felt relieved and no longer worried.

Vera generously hugged Patrick and nibbled on his neck.

The restless energy that had been dormant in Patrick for days was awakened.

Patrick's Adam's apple bobbed, and his hoarse voice sounded in Vera's ear. "Vera, you don't have an exam tomorrow, right?"

Vera replied, "No, what's wrong?"

Patrick's face showed a satisfied smile.

Great!

Vera's period was over; it was time to settle accounts.

That night, Vera couldn't escape her fate in bed.

Vera apologized, admitted her mistakes, and professed her love, but she couldn't escape from Patrick.

Vera regretted being so reckless before.

Vera was covered in a fragrant sweat, her whole body hot, and her breathing irregular.

Like a puppet, she was at Patrick's mercy.

After one round, Vera was limp all over. She thought it was over and prepared to escape to the bathroom, but Patrick, who was pressing down on her, spoke, "That was the first 'account' for disobedience." Vera whimpered, "How many more 'accounts' do I have left?"

Patrick replied, "Three more accounts."

Vera shook her head. "You're lying. I wasn't that disobedient."

Patrick lifted Vera's chin and brought his lips close to hers, saying, "Then I'll settle them one by one tonight."

With that, Vera's words were drowned in the covers.

She said, "Darling, I'll write you a letter of guarantee. I swear I won't make any more mistakes."

Patrick replied, "Keep making mistakes; it's fine."

The next day, it was daylight, and Vera was still sleeping.

In the morning, Vera hadn't woken up yet.

By lunchtime, Molly knocked on the door. "Vera, if you don't get up now, it'll be evening soon."

Vera was startled awake. Had she slept for a whole day?

Vera quickly turned on the bedside lamp to check the time on her phone.

It was 11:30 AM.

Vera felt a bit relieved, put down her phone, and rubbed her temples to wake up.

Patrick was still very considerate. When he left in the morning, he had drawn the curtains for Vera, giving her a good sleeping environment. Vera yawned while sitting on the bed, and tears came out.

Vera rubbed her eyes, lifted the covers, and got out of bed.

By noon, Vera appeared in the dining room.

Her phone showed that someone had sent her a message. Vera glanced at the sender and blocked Patrick.

How could Patrick have the nerve to ask if she was awake?

Patrick sent two more messages without a reply. He even asked about Vera's favorite restaurant, but she didn't respond.

When Patrick called, no one answered.

Patrick guessed she might still be asleep.

If she kept sleeping like this, she wouldn't be able to sleep at night.

Patrick felt embarrassed to ask someone else to wake Vera up, so he took a break in the afternoon to go home and wake her up himself. However, as soon as Patrick got home, he met Vera at the door.