The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 163 Bustling

In the early morning, Randall, dressed in sportswear, ran around the track at home with Patrick.

"I won't be home for a few days. Keep an eye on things at school for me. If you go to the Shadow Syndicate United again, I'll break your legs when I get back." Randall was speechless.

Patrick continued, saying, "Make sure to report to me daily about what she's doing."

"No way, you're asking me to spy on her," Randall said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Patrick mercilessly smacked the back of Randall's head.

"I'm asking you to protect her!"

Randall clutched the back of his head, grimacing in pain. "She doesn't need my protection. It's a wonder if I don't need her protection."

Patrick retorted, "Useless. When I get back, I'll replace you a teacher to learn Free Fighting."

Randall, even more defeated, said, "Even if I learn, I still can't beat her."

Patrick stopped running, put his hands on his hips, and turned to look at the pathetic Randall. "Do you have any ambition at all?" Randall shook his head.

Patrick was exasperated. After all, Randall was his nephew; he couldn't beat him to death.

Later, Patrick dragged him for a few more laps before heading home.

Vera woke up, wearing her pajamas, and wandered around the house looking for Patrick.

"Where's Patrick?"

A servant replied, "He's right behind you."

Vera turned around to see Patrick walking towards her with a smile. He was dressed in sportswear, looking at her.

"Clingy girl, are you looking for me again?"

Patrick realized that the nickname Vera had given herself suited her perfectly!

Vera pouted and hugged his waist. "I thought you left without saying a word. I haven't even gone to the airport to see you off." "I'll have breakfast with you, then head to the airport."

Vera said, "I want to see you off."

Patrick smiled and agreed. "Alright, but we need to eat quickly and leave early. You have classes this morning."

After breakfast, Randall, unfortunately, was roped into being their driver again.

In the back seat, the couple was being affectionate.

"Honey, you have to call me every day. Only men are allowed to stay in your room."

Patrick smiled as he held his little soft cat,."Okay."

Vera added, "If any woman wants to add you on Facebook or get your contact information, just say your wife doesn't allow it." "Alright."

"Don't get drunk when I'm not around. Men are most likely to misbehave when they're drunk. You even kissed me when you were drunk before." Patrick was speechless.

He suddenly recalled the first time he kissed Vera, pinning her down, annoyed by her chatter, and kissed her, leading to an unstoppable chain of events. Patrick looked into her eyes and promised, "I won't drink when I'm out."

"You said it. I'll be checking randomly."

Patrick nodded.

Randall, who was driving the car, thought that he should not come out with them!

He complained, "I'm really unlucky to be your nephew."

At the airport, Patrick was about to go through security.

Vera clung to his arm, reluctant to let him go. "Honey, let's hug one more time."

Patrick embraced Vera.  "I'll be back in a few days. Be good at home."

"Honey, give me a goodbye kiss."

Patrick smiled. He lowered his head and kissed her lips briefly at the airport. "Go home now. I'll make up for all the kisses I owe you when I get back." At this moment, Vera was even more like a cat.

It was as if Patrick was going to work, and she was at home, clinging to his pant leg, unwilling to let him leave, just wanting him to stay by her side. Randall couldn't stand it anymore. Watching them being all lovey-dovey, he thought, married people are so annoying!

He tugged at Vera. "If you keep clinging to him, he'll miss his flight, and you'll be late for class."

Only then did Vera let go of Patrick and wave goodbye to him.

In the car, Vera defended herself, saying, "It's just that Patrick and I just got married and now we have to be apart. It's normal that I can't bear to be without him." "Vera, you two haven't been apart for long, just a day."

Vera replied, "Well, it's normal for a newlywed to not want to be apart from her husband, right?"

Randall shook his head. He felt that Vera had turned into a fool after falling in love. He missed the fiery-tempered Vera!

On the way, Vera opened the car window, feeling the autumn breeze blowing in. She looked out the window comfortably, deeply immersed in the experience of being in love.

She smiled continuously. "Randall, I'm planning to give Patrick a surprise."

Randall said, "Your surprises are generally shocks."

"Seriously, I want to change his opinion toward me and be proud of me."

Vera was full of ambition.

When they arrived at school, they met Mia.

Vera shared her plan with her.

"What? You want to learn to drive?"

Vera nodded emphatically, then happily showed off her love. "Patrick always wants to spend money on me. He really wants to buy me a car. So I want to learn to drive and pick him up from work every day." Mia touched Vera's forehead. "You don't have a fever. Why are you talking nonsense?"

Randall also said, "Pick something else to learn. Our family can't afford the compensation for the accidents you'll cause. Don't be so reckless."

Vera was determined to learn to drive, and no one could stop her.

Vera was great in many ways. She used to have a very bad temper, which made her a good fighter but a terrible driver who always got into accidents.

Later, everyone tried to persuade Vera to give up learning to drive.

It was for her own good and for the safety of others.

One person said it, then another, and gradually, everyone around her was saying it.

Vera remembered that she shouldn't drive because it was irresponsible to others. Over time, she developed a shadow over it.

Vera was like a master in fights, but when it came to driving, Randall was the real master.

Vera was a doer. She went home and told her family about her plan to learn to drive.

Shawn ;was very supportive.

Randall was a bit helpless. "Grandpa, you'll regret it."

Shawn was puzzled.

Vera, quick-witted, immediately stopped Randall from complaining. "Shawn, once I learn to drive, I'll take you out for barbecue."

Shawn said, "You can drive any car in the garage!"

He had been craving street food for a long time.

Cindy, of course, wouldn't stop Vera's decision. She had always supported her.

After dinner, Randall, the substitute coach, stepped in.

Vera said, "As long as you don't scold me, I won't hit you."

Randall deliberately tried to confuse Vera. He teased, "I don't believe you."

Hearing this, Vera immediately raised her hand.

Randall ran, with Vera chasing after him.

"If you have guts, don't run."

"I have no guts."

"Randall, you're asking for trouble."

"Vera, you're a tomboy!"