The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 350 Keeping Up with the Joneses

Patrick said, "Maybe I'll stay home with you for the check-up and then leave. Just a heads-up; the exact time isn't set yet." Vera nodded, wrapped her arms around Patrick's neck, and kissed him. "Honey, don't worry. I'll be fine at home." Patrick tapped her forehead. "You're the one I worry about the most." If he could, he'd take Vera everywhere with him. In the following days, Vera, Molly, and Randall were busy with exams.

After two hectic weeks, they finished their last exam. Walking out of the exam hall, they felt exhausted but relieved. Molly was looking forward to her two-month vacation.

Vera could now focus on preparing for the prenatal care, feeling like she was about to have a long break.

She had completed half of her junior year courses, and her senior year was mostly practical work and internships.

Molly checked her schedule and realized she only had a few courses left. She told Vera, "Randall and I finished all our courses in our junior year. Next semester, we won't be attending classes with you. Will you be okay on your own?" Vera nodded. "I'll be fine. You guys stick to your plans."

Molly and Randall had been with her through the busiest semester, and she was touched. She didn't want them to waste another half year just to attend classes with her.

Molly was heading back to the Chase family because the person she missed day and night, Sebastian, had finally returned.

Randall asked, "Molly, do you need me to give you a ride?"

Two car honks sounded not far from the campus.

Hearing this, Molly looked over, seeing the familiar license plate.

She simply glanced over at the car from a distance and hadn't caught sight of the person, yet a bright smile had appeared on her face; She eagerly dashed over. "Sebastian!" she called out in excitement. Sebastian opened the car door and got out. As soon as he stood firm, Molly ran into his arms.

Having not seen her for many days, Sebastian missed her a lot and hugged her tightly in the parking lot. "How'd the exams go?"

"Absolutely nailed them." Molly nodded in his arms.

Seeing them sweetly embracing, Randall turned to Vera and asked, "Vera, do you need a ride?"

Vera pointed to another parking lot. "No need. Patrick's been waiting for a while."

Randall clapped his hands. "After the exams, we won't be able to hang out together."

Vera headed to the left, while Molly ran to the right.

Braving the hot weather, Vera shielded herself from the sun with her hand and walked to Patrick's car. She opened the door and got into the passenger seat. "Honey, you're not as excellent as you used to be." Patrick looked at Vera, who started complaining as soon as she got in the car. "How did I go from being an excellent husband to not being excellent?"

Vera, in a playful mood, pretended to be coy. "Other husbands would get out of the car to open the door for their wives when they see them walking in the hot sun. You just sat in the car and watched me with a smile, not even helping me open the door."

Patrick was speechless.

Vera rubbed her belly and complained, "And I'm even carrying your baby. You let me open the door myself."

Patrick leaned over and fastened her seatbelt. "We're living a simple life, not filming a TV drama."

Vera looked at Patrick. He wasn't the romantic type, and his words weren't exactly sweet. But hearing him, she couldn't help but smile.

"Honey, I finished my exams. What reward do I get?" Vera asked.

Patrick hadn't prepared any gifts. It was the first time he heard that finishing exams required a gift. But he couldn't admit that, or Vera would compare him to "other husbands" again.

"I'll take you to buy something now," Patrick said.

Vera smiled. "Nothing expensive. I want coffee."

"No way, you're pregnant," Patrick firmly refused.

In the end, coffee was replaced with juice.

In the hot weather, Patrick kept the car running with the air conditioning on. "Stay in the car; it's cool with the AC on. I'll go out and get in line for you."

Vera kissed Patrick on the cheek. "Go ahead. Thank you, honey. I love you forever."

Patrick, who was usually cold and not good with sweet words, never expected to marry someone as sweet and affectionate as Vera.

Vera reminded him, "Oh, and get a drink for Shawn too."

Patrick went off.

Vera waited excitedly in the car.

She opened the glove compartment of Patrick's car, idly looking through its contents. Then she picked up Patrick's work phone, glanced at it, and finally looked out the window. Vera's gaze landed on two people not far away.

She saw Dennis standing with Emily.

It wasn't strange for them to be together, but what caught Vera's attention was that she had seen them before.

Emily was the pregnant woman she saw with Dennis in the elevator during her last prenatal check-up.

The man beside her was Dennis!

Moreover, from a married woman's perspective, something seemed off.

Then a car pulled up in front of them-it was Dennis's private car.

Dennis opened the back door, put his arm around Emily's waist, helped her in, and then got in himself.

Vera found it odd. Even as a grandfather, would he put his arm around his pregnant granddaughter's waist? At that moment, Patrick returned.

He handed Vera a bottle of juice and placed a lightly iced milkshake in the cup holder.

Vera looked at Patrick and asked, "Honey, would a man put his arm around a pregnant woman who isn't his wife?"

Patrick fastened his seatbelt, puzzled by Vera's question. "Why do you ask?"

Vera replied, "I just saw a man put his arm around a woman's waist while opening the car door for her, just like you do for me."

Patrick opened the juice for Vera and handed it to her. "If it were me, I wouldn't."

Vera asked again, "What if the pregnant woman was your daughter or granddaughter?"

This question stumped Patrick. He was only 28, with his first child still in Vera's belly, and she was already asking about his daughter or even granddaughter being pregnant. Then he replied, "Vera, why don't you call Shawn and ask him? In this world, I think I'd only put my arm around your waist."

Vera realized she was making things difficult for Patrick. He wasn't even 30 yet, and she was asking him about being 70.

So she said, "Let's go home."

At home, Vera handed the milkshake to Shawn. "Shawn, I had begged Patrick for half an hour before he agreed to buy this for you."

Shawn was touched. "Vera, you're the best."