The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 129 Mrs. Olteran is So Clingy

Vera stood up from his lap, holding his index finger with her small hand, and the couple walked out together.

"Mrs. Olteran is so clingy. Every time she doesn't see Mr. Olteran, she goes looking for him."

Two servants were gossiping on the stairs.

"Yeah, last time Mrs. Olteran woke up and Mr. Olteran had gone to work. She wandered around the house asking everyone where he was. When she found out he was at the office, she went there to replace him."

"Just now, Mrs. Olteran asked me too. She was going downstairs for breakfast but turned around and ran back upstairs when she heard Mr. Olteran was in the study."

"Young newlyweds wish they could be glued together. Mrs. Olteran can't be without Mr. Olteran, always sticking to him."

Vera and Patrick, descending the stairs, overheard the servants' whispers. The more Vera listened, the more she pouted, showing her temper on her face, yet still looking adorable.

Patrick, hearing the gossip, was in a great mood. It seemed she always looked for him when she woke up and he wasn't home.

"Do you really need me that much? Can't go a moment without me?" he teased her.

Vera stomped her foot in frustration. She leaned over the railing, looking at the gossiping servants below. "You're talking nonsense. I don't always look for Patrick when I wake up. I don't wander around the house looking for him either, and I'm not that clingy! Don't make assumptions. It's clearly he who can't be without me."

"Mrs. Olteran?"

The servants were terrified, realizing their gossip had been overheard by their mistress.

Patrick pulled Vera back and patted her on the back. "Don't be mad. They weren't wrong."

Vera clung to his shirt, pouting. "Honey, am I really that clingy?"

Patrick smiled gently. "Just a little clingy, exactly how I like it."

Vera felt his answer wasn't what she wanted to hear. Annoyed, she left him and headed to the dining room alone.

In the dining room, they saw Randall.

"Why are you up so late too?"

Randall saw Patrick following Vera and swallowed his retort. "I stayed up late studying last night."

"You're so shameless," Vera said as she sat down. The servant brought her breakfast.

"What about Patrick's?" Vera asked.

She often asked questions like, "Where's Patrick?" "What about Patrick's?" "What's Patrick doing?" "Patrick..."

She didn't think much of it, but others were more convinced she couldn't be without Patrick.

Patrick pulled out a chair and sat next to her. "I already had breakfast."

He was there just to keep her company.

Vera nudged his arm. "It's okay, honey. You can go back. Don't stay with me, or everyone will say, 'Mrs. Olteran can't even have breakfast without Mr. Olteran. She's so clingy.' You should go back. Randall is here." Patrick's face lit up with a smile. "I want everyone to know that I'm the one who insists on keeping you company, and that I'm the clingy one. Is that okay?"

Vera pursed her lips and looked at the two servants standing in the dining room. She said, "Remember, it's Patrick who clings to me, not the other way around. When you go out, make sure to clarify that it's not me who wants to stick to him." The two servants couldn't help but smile, replaceing Vera endearing. "Yes, we understand, Mrs. Olteran."

Vera nodded in satisfaction.

During breakfast, Patrick asked Randall, "Have you taken the accounting certification exam?"

Randall shook his head. "I don't want to take it."

Patrick said, "You have free time. Read more books and get the accounting certification. Don't neglect the CFA either. Start with the simpler ones and pass them before your junior year. Prepare for the graduate exams in your senior year." Randall felt pressured by Patrick and said, "Uncle Patrick, I don't want to take these exams."

Vera, with food her mouth, glanced at Randall and then at Patrick, whose emotions were unreadable.

Patrick said, "I didn't ask for your opinion."

After years of knowing Randall, Vera understood him better than she did Mia. She saw the frustration and suppression in Randall's eyes and knew he didn't want to follow this plan.

Vera watched Randall compromise and quietly eat his breakfast.

She bit the fork and looked at Patrick beside her. She felt that Patrick was unhappy after Randall said he didn't want to take the exams.

The dining room, which had been harmonious, fell silent.

Vera wondered, 'Am I overthinking?'

"Honey, can I ask you a question?" Vera raised her hand in front of Patrick to get his attention.

Patrick lowered her hand, his eyes filled with a deep, affectionate smile. "Say it."

Vera bit her lip. "Do I need to take the accounting certification and the CFA you mentioned?"

"If you're interested, you can take them. If not, there's no need."

Patrick's leniency toward Vera made Randall envious.

Vera asked again, "Honey, is it hard?"

Randall chimed in, "It's hard and very boring."

Vera turned to him, saying, "If you don't like it, why are you studying business?"

Randall glanced at Patrick and silently continued eating.

It was clear that Patrick had arranged this for him.

Vera looked at Patrick and said, "If it's hard, I won't study it."

"It's okay. I know it. If you want to learn, I'll teach you. One-on-one, no charge, just benefits."

Patrick emphasized the word "benefits," and Vera's mind was instantly filled with images of them kissing and hugging. Her face turned red.

"I won't study it."

Patrick seemed to know what she was thinking and chuckled. In a light tone, he urged, "Hurry up and eat. I'll take you to practice driving in the yard later." "Do I really have to practice driving?" Vera frowned.

"Honey, can't I just happily sit in the passenger seat with you?"

Patrick asked, "Don't you want a luxury car?"

Vera, who had no ambitions, shook her head. "I don't want one."

Patrick asked again, "Don't you want the freedom to go anywhere in the future?"

Vera, who had no aspirations, shook her head again. "There are taxis, and you can pick me up."

Patrick was exasperated. Why was she so adamant about not learning to drive?

"What if I'm out of the country on a business trip and there are no taxis around? What will you do?"

Vera replied, "I'll call my dad or Randall."

"You have quite a few backup drivers." Patrick placed her left hand on his chest. "Do you really not want to learn?"