The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 141 The Book's Illustration

This time, it was Sophia who was left speechless.

'Does Patrick often make Vera angry?' she wondered.

Sophia asked, "Mr. Olteran, what did you do this time to upset Mrs. Olteran?"

Patrick replied, "She got jealous."

Patrick subtly explained to Sophia what he had done wrong and expressed how severe Vera's anger was. He mentioned that she had thrown a fit the night before last and hadn't come home at all yesterday.

After listening, Sophia, speaking from a woman's perspective, said to Patrick, "Mr. Olteran, if my husband dared to treat me like that, I would make him pay for it." Patrick was helpless.

He deeply regretted his actions.

"How long does it take for a child to stop being angry?"

Sophia replied, "It depends on the person. If it's Mrs. Olteran, I think it will take quite a while."

Patrick regretted his actions once again.

"I understand. You can leave now."

He realized that asking Sophia wouldn't get the solution.

He decided to think it over himself.

Vera had a full day of classes and ate lunch at school.

Vera could clearly feel people secretly watching her.

She knew they were discussing her identity and the man she married.

"Patrick is such a jerk. He's so annoying," Vera suddenly complained with a hint of a whine while eating.

Randall turned his head and asked, "What did Uncle Patrick do?"

"Not only is he handsome, but he's also so capable."

Out of politeness, Mia asked, "Are you showing off your husband?" "I'm cursing him."

However, her words of cursing somehow turned into praise.

Vera felt she had lost her mind.

"Vera, Patrick asked me to take you home today. Are you still angry? If you are, just let me know, and I won't force you," Randall said while eating. He didn't dare to force Vera; the result of forcing her would be him getting beaten up.

Vera angrily replied, "I'm still very angry."

She added, "He asked you to take me home? I'm his wife, not yours. Can't he take me home himself?"

Vera was so angry that she ate several more bites of food.

Sitting in the classroom, she looked at her bulging belly and felt even worse.

"My life is a mess, and so is my figure."

Mia glanced at her belly and said, "Vera, you didn't choose the man, but the fat on your belly is from what you ate."

Mia wanted to tell Vera that she could be mad at a man, but not at snacks.

After saying that, she opened a bag of spicy chips and shared some with Vera. "Have some spicy chips to cheer up."

Vera couldn't resist the temptation and reached for the chips. "Randall, I want a popsicle."

"Randall, I want a popsicle too."

It seemed like they had planned it, both ordering Randall around.

This was why Randall didn't want to be in the same class as them.

They never shared good food with him, but he was always the one running errands.

"What else do you want?"

Vera said, "Bring another bag of chips with a different flavor."

Mia added, "And a pack of jelly."

Randall left with his phone.

Taking this opportunity, while Vera wasn't around, he had time to inform Patrick.

He called Patrick.

"Uncle Patrick, you might need to come pick up Vera."

Randall relayed everything he had heard to Patrick during lunch.

Patrick asked, "Did she really say that?"

Randall nodded. "I was right there."

"Alright, I got it."

Patrick finally knew how to handle the situation and appease the angry Vera.

He had never been in a relationship before, and his friends usually used typical adult tactics in their relationships. Genuine feelings were rare; money was paramount.

When women were unhappy, they used money to placate them.

Clearly, Vera wasn't buying it.

Moreover, those men weren't serious; they just wanted to use money to deal with their lovers.

He needed to please his wife! If he didn't put in the effort, it would be very difficult to make Vera happy.

After a full day of classes, there were only two short professional courses in the afternoon, and school was out before 4.00 p.m.

Mia and Vera were planning to go out for dinner again when Sebastian arrived.

He hadn't changed his clothes, still wearing the shirt that only police officers wore, standing at the classroom door.

He waited for her.

Seeing Sebastian, Mia pouted in frustration. "Vera, our date is ruined today."

Vera saw the man who was outside and said, "I know."

As soon as the bell rang and the teacher left, Sebastian appeared in the classroom.

Mia propped her face with her hands, watching Sebastian walk toward her. "Sebastian, I had plans with Vera today."

Sebastian was about to help Mia pack her desk materials when he noticed her desk was bare, not even a pen.

"Did you come to school to daydream?" Sebastian asked.

Mia quickly picked up Vera's book to show him. "I was with Vera last night. All my books are at home. In class, I share a book with Vera. The notes in her book are all written by me; she's the one daydreaming." Vera accused her, "Mia, you're a liar."

Mia spoke the truth, "Sebastian will scold me, but no one scolds you."

"Who says no one scolds me? Patrick will surely scold me."

Mia replied, "He is worried about not being able to make you happy these days; he doesn't dare to scold you."

"Mia has a point," Randall concluded.

They started arguing.

Only Sebastian picked up Vera's book and started looking through it.

He flipped a few pages and saw a picture of Patrick.

Someone had drawn glasses on his handsome face, a tiger's symbol on his forehead, a pig's nose, and cat whiskers on his cheeks, making him look very strange. Below it, the word "villain" was written in capitals.

From the handwriting, he knew it wasn't Mia's.

Sebastian didn't care and flipped another page. There were indeed a few notes in Mia's handwriting, but most were just underlined sentences from the book.

It was impossible to determine if she had actually studied in class.

"Mia, someone is looking for you at the door," someone called out to Mia from the classroom.

They stopped arguing and looked toward the door.

It was a man.

Sebastian also looked up at the door, staring at the man who had come to see Mia.

"Roger?" Mia stood up, ready to greet the man, but Sebastian pressed her shoulder, keeping her in her seat.

Then he looked at the man walking in.

"Roger, do you need something?" Mia asked.

Roger was very greasy and attentive to Mia. "Mia, I found out you have no classes later. A new movie, 'Passing By,' is out today. Are you interested in watching it with me?" Upon hearing this, Vera and Randall raised their eyebrows, their faces filled with mischievous smiles.

They huddled together and whispered, "Someone's trying to woo our Mia."

"This man looks like a jerk," Randall said.