The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride

Vera listened to Patrick's words, and the more she listened, the more something felt off.

Later, she stood in the middle, separating Sebastian and Patrick's hands. "Mr. Chase, we are going home now. See you another day." Vera grabbed her husband's hand and dragged him to the car.

Mr. Olteran, for the first time in his life, was pushed into the car by Vera without any regard for appearances.

Mia felt baffled, but she hid behind Sebastian, quietly muttering that Patrick was crazy.

Sebastian also grabbed Mia's hand and turned to get in the car.

He didn't go home but headed to the hospital's scar department.

Inside the Thunderstorm car, Vera's anger was palpable, even Randall in the back seat could feel it without her saying a word. He was puzzled, thinking, 'Did I offend her?'

Randall's gaze shifted to Patrick, who was driving. He then thought, 'What did Patrick do to make her so angry again?'

Randall looked at Vera, who was sitting in the passenger seat with her arms crossed.

'Is she moody because she's on her period now?'

In the car, Patrick also sensed that he was sitting next to a ticking time bomb.

If he spoke, he would ignite it.

So he kept his mouth shut.

When they got home, Vera didn't look at Patrick before getting out of the car. She ordered him, "Meet me in your study!" Patrick was helpless.

Randall frowned, looking at the furious Vera, and quietly asked Patrick, "Uncle Patrick, was she ordering one of us just now?" Patrick retorted, "Do you have a study in this house?"

Randall asked, "Vera has such a high status at home? She dares to boss you around and even orders you to meet her in your study?"

Patrick took a deep breath and tossed the car keys to Randall. "You lock the door."

For the first time, the high and mighty Patrick felt the anxiety of having to admit his mistakes in the study.

He felt a bit nervous and uneasy.

So this was how his subordinates felt every time they came to his office to see him.

This feeling was really unpleasant; he decided he should be kinder to his subordinates in the future.

He walked to the door of his study and knocked.

"Come in," Vera commanded.

Patrick pushed the door open and saw Vera leaning against his desk.

He entered and closed the door.

"Vera, I was planning to tell you this when we got home."

"So you couldn't wait and told Mr. Chase at the school that Mia might be your sister?"

Vera was furious. Patrick had told her he believed Mia wasn't his sister, but then he turned around and told the Chase family that Mia was his sister. This made her furious.

They were a couple, and he had hidden it from her!

Patrick replied, "The investigation results are out. Mia's blood type at birth was A, but her medical report shows her blood type as O. I know you're very angry right now, thinking I'm a bad person trying to break up your friend's happy family." "If it turns out Mia is my sister, you don't know how to interact with her."

"So, Vera, don't be impulsive. Let me explain slowly."

Vera's fists clenched.

Patrick, fearing her outburst, pointed at her fists. "Relax your hands and listen to my explanation. The Chase family did have a girl named Mia, but that girl died for unknown reasons. Timothy and Ellie disappear for a day every year at specific times."

"You dare say Mia is dead! Patrick, you're asking for a beating!"

Whenever she couldn't win an argument and her anger flared, she couldn't help but want to rush up and fight him.

Patrick, clearly the mastermind behind the Shadow Syndicate United, found himself powerless against Vera's blows in his own study.

Eventually, he grabbed Vera's hands with both of his, looking into her eyes. "Vera, Molly has a bite mark on her left upper arm. Have you ever seen one on Mia's arm?"

Vera kicked Patrick's foot. "No!" she shouted at him angrily.

Patrick endured the pain in his foot and pulled his agitated wife into his arms.

Vera struggled hard, but she couldn't break free.

Then, she lifted her leg, aiming to attack his most vulnerable spot.

A fierce girl like Vera could disregard her sex life.

Indeed, she lifted her leg and struck true!

Patrick, in pain, immediately let go of Vera, his body slightly bent. He looked up at the escaping Vera. "Vera! Do you know what you just did?"

Vera retorted, "Who told you to hug me when I'm angry? Do you think you're some domineering Mr. Olteran who can calm me down by hugging and kissing me when I'm mad? Nonsense! I'm telling you, when I'm furious, no one should touch me!"

Patrick, sweating from the pain, took a deep breath and looked at the fiery Vera.

He closed his eyes, reminding himself This was his lawfully wedded wife.

Seeing that Patrick seemed to be in real pain, Vera remembered the last time someone was in such agony-it was Randall.

Could it be that a man's private part was really that fragile?

She glanced at the area he was holding, her lips twitching. "Stop pretending. I didn't use much force just now; it shouldn't hurt at all."

Vera tilted her head slightly, then looked at Patrick's pained expression, thinking, 'Oh my God, did I really cripple my husband?'

She panicked a bit, blinking rapidly, and hurried to Patrick. "Honey, don't scare me. I'll call 911 right now. If you're in too much pain, we'll go to the hospital immediately."

Vera, flustered, took out her phone to dial 911.

At that moment, her phone was snatched away.

He turned to look at her. "Vera, you can kick any man's private part in this world, but you can't do that to me, understand?"

Vera bit her lip. She knew it was the wrong time to say this, but she add, "Honey, I can't kick our son either."

Patrick was helpless.

After a while, the pain subsided, and Patrick straightened up. He looked down at the worried Vera in front of him and explained his stance, "I've been looking for Molly for fifteen years. I won't give up just because she's happy now. Vera, Mom is still waiting for me to bring Molly to her grave."

At this moment, Vera's mind was no longer on Mia or Molly.

She was only concerned about how badly she had hurt him.

She said, "Honey, let's go to the hospital, okay? Randall once took two days off because of this."

Patrick was a little angry.  "Don't tell me Randall's injury in middle school was because of you!"

This time, it was Vera's turn to slip up.

How did her husband know everything?

To show her unwavering love and determination to stay by his side, Vera promised her husband, "Honey, don't worry. Even if you can't be a man anymore, I won't leave you."

"At worst, I'll go for artificial insemination or IVF. In any case, I'll bear the consequences of my mistake. I crippled you, and I'll take the blame. I'll stay with you for the rest of my life." Patrick's anger flared up instantly. Was he really impotent just from one kick?