The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride

The next morning, after breakfast, Vera went to Patrick's study to use his printer.

Patrick was about to leave for work when a voice called from upstairs. "Honey."

Downstairs, Vincent looked at Patrick and said, "Go upstairs and see what she wants now."

Patrick was about to go upstairs when Vera ran out of the study and leaned over the railing, calling down to Patrick on the first floor, "Honey, how do you print forms with your printer?" "Just leave it for now. I'll come up and show you."

Patrick started up the stairs.

In the living room, Randall muttered disdainfully, "So dumb. She can't even print."

Nearby, Molly punched him. "I can't either."

Cindy also chimed in, saying, "You deserve it!. I don't know how to either."

Randall was exasperated. "You guys are so dumb and unwilling to admit it!"

Cindy slapped Randall on the back. "How dare you call us dumb?"

Randall was so angry he was about to explode, his rage hotter than a volcano.

Later, Patrick taught Vera step-by-step how to print, and she successfully unlocked a new skill.

To praise Vera, Patrick kissed her on the lips in the study.

Vera said, "Honey! You ate my lipstick."

Patrick replied, "Then you should thank me. I made your lips redder than the lipstick."

He tidied Vera's stray hair. "Stop always looking so innocent like a child. You're married now. Change your hairstyle to look more mature so I can match you."

Vera giggled. Patrick's words were getting sweeter and sweeter.

She asked, "How about this weekend, you come with me to the salon and let the stylist design a married woman's look for me?"

Patrick nodded. "Sure."

Vera walked out holding a few forms and also took a file folder from Patrick's study.

Randall drove Molly and Vera to school.

Molly looked at the forms in Vera's hand and asked in shock, "Vera, how can you make forms now?"

Vera replied, "I spent forty minutes and couldn't do it, but Patrick did it in four minutes."

Molly was surprised. "Is Patrick that amazing?"

Vera nodded admiringly.

Only Randall, who was driving, kept his disdainful thoughts to himself.

Vera said, "I've decided to let Patrick handle my senior thesis."

Molly asked, "Will Patrick spoil you like that?"

Vera answered firmly, "He will."

Molly curiously asked Vera for advice, "Vera, tell me how you get Patrick to write your thesis for you, so I can get Sebastian to write mine."

Vera shook her head at Molly. "You can't use this method. Only couples can. I plan to get pregnant in the first semester of my senior year, and I will have a big belly in the second semester. Once I choose my thesis topic, I'll start preparing for giving birth to the baby in the hospital. By then, Patrick will have no choice but to write my thesis because he won't want me to be exposed to computer radiation during pregnancy."

Molly asked, "Is it worth it for a thesis?"

Vera said, "I'm just making the most of it. Since I have to have a baby sooner or later, I might as well have it at a critical time so he can help me out."

Molly thought Vera was still clever, her plans were always so well thought out.

Molly asked, "What if you get pregnant before your senior year?"

Vera said casually, "Then I'll just have another one."

Molly said, "If my dad hears this, he'll be overjoyed."

Vera replied, "I really can't let Shawn hear this, or he'll be nagging me every day."

In the classroom, Vera handed out the printed pages to her group members.

When Kyle checked, he found that only Vera's time format and abbreviations were the most accurate. Kyle's example was a three-year-old template, and many students had followed the old months and times, with some even getting the order wrong.

Vera's group had no formatting issues at all.

Kyle praised Vera's group in class for their diligence.

Vera humbly accepted everyone's compliments.

When classmates wanted to ask Vera how she made the template, Vera said, "Actually, I didn't make it. My husband did it for me last night."

Hearing this, the classmates were speechless.

They dared to ask Vera but not Patrick.

Luckily, Randall knew a lot and later explained it to the students.

Kyle's course focused on practical exercises, and he assigned tasks for the students to go off-campus for surveys.

The students who went off-campus wandered around.

Randall, who had learned a bit about this, started looking for his target subjects.

Vera and Molly attended class, one sleeping and the other playing on her phone, following Randall the whole time.

Vera learned quickly and was good at imitating. After watching Randall do it once, she knew how to do it and started her survey with her forms. Then Molly and the other group members went to do their surveys.

Some groups went to investigate white pollution at the landfill.

Some groups investigated the impact of online shopping on physical stores.

Other groups went to count mall foot traffic.

Vera's group was lucky and drew the simple, clean, and easy task of investigating the impact of online shopping on physical stores.

They went to many places, and to ensure accurate data, each person had to survey at least five questionnaires.

While Vera was conducting her fourth survey, a man suddenly appeared beside her.

Vera was taking notes and turned to the man, questioning, "You've followed me for two blocks; what do you want?"

At the second store, this man was inside buying fruit while Vera was surveying. She went to the third store, and he was there too. Now, at the fourth store, he was standing right behind her! Vera hated having people stand behind her.

After getting married, Vera found that if Patrick stood behind her, she didn't mind at all. But if it was anyone else, she wanted to throw them over her shoulder.

Noah had experienced this. He had been thrown by Vera before.

If this man kept following Vera, she wouldn't say anything, but he was standing in a spot only Patrick could stand.

Vera put down her pen and survey sheet and turned to glare at the man.

The man blushed with embarrassment and nervously scratched his nose. "Are you a student at Evergreen University?"

Vera nodded. "Is there a problem?"

The man said, "Can I add you on Facebook? I opened a milkshake shop near Evergreen University, and you can have free milkshakes if you come."

Vera replied, "Sorry, I have money and can afford milkshakes."

Vera wanted to leave, but the man blocked her way, pulling out his phone and wanting Vera to add him on Facebook.

Vera frowned; if this guy kept pestering her, she wouldn't hesitate to take action.