The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride

Doubts about Vera's cooking skills began to surface, and some started to express their discontent.

Feeling the sting of criticism, Vera was determined to redeem herself. Even though the family tried to keep her out of the kitchen, she stubbornly continued to spend her afternoons there. Later, they all called Patrick to complain, asking him to find a way to stop Vera from messing around.

Patrick thought for a moment. "Make sure she has whatever she needs."

Patrick didn't plan to intervene.

Cindy watched Vera running to the kitchen every day and was a bit worried.

She pulled Vera to do prenatal exercises, but Vera made Cindy out to do them instead.

Cindy was helpless.

Privately, Cindy confided in Patrick, "With the kitchen being so dangerous-what with water, fire, and knives-Vera listens to you the most. Maybe you should convince her to try something else?"

Patrick said, "It's better for her to cause trouble in the kitchen than outside. Once the kitchen is in danger, Vera will definitely run away immediately. Besides, she's really into cooking right now. If I stop her, she'll get mad, and then I'll have to coax her."

Cindy thought, 'That does make sense.'

Patrick added, "In a while, Randall and Molly will start school, and she'll be the only one at home. If she wants to cook as a pastime, let her."

With Patrick backing her up, even those who were reluctant to have her in the kitchen dared not say a word.

So Vera walked around with her big belly, doing whatever she wanted.

No one could dampen Vera's enthusiasm for cooking!

Patrick's pampering of Vera eventually backfired on him.

At 10:30 AM, Vera came with a lunchbox to Patrick's office.

Vera smiled sweetly. "Hey honey, I made you a lunch. Give it a try." Patrick glanced at his watch. "Sweetie, isn't it a bit early for lunch?"

Vera said, "It's not early. It's already 11 o'clock."

Patrick was speechless but didn't dare disobey Vera.

Since it was made by Vera, Patrick couldn't let her down.

He had thought there would at least be a heart-shaped egg or a heart made of ketchup in the lunchbox.

Patrick wondered, 'What this black sandwich is? And why is there chicken in the tomato soup?'

Patrick eyed the meal with trepidation.

Vera, however, looked on eagerly, waiting for his reaction.

Patrick asked, "Vera, why is the sandwich black?"

Vera replied, "I accidentally toasted the bread too long."

Patrick asked again, "Why is there chicken in the tomato soup?"

Vera happily said, "I created it myself."

Patrick looked at the lunchbox and decided to give it a try.

He took a sip of the soup; it was very salty.

"Honey, how is it?" Vera eagerly awaited Patrick's feedback.

Patrick tasted it and swallowed. "Not bad."

Vera happily waited for more compliments from Patrick.

The office fell into an eerie silence.

Vera blinked. "Is that all?"

To avoid dampening Vera's enthusiasm, Patrick glanced at the disappointing lunch and said, "It's definitely original, and you're very innovative." Patrick racked his brain. "It's like a piece of art, suitable for display, not for eating."

Vera didn't understand what that meant.

Vera asked, "Honey, I don't understand."

Patrick said, "I'm complimenting you."

"Okay, are there any flaws?" Vera asked again.

Patrick shook his head. "None!"

Vera immediately smiled. "Really? Honey, finish it all."

Patrick found himself in a tough spot.

He stared at the sandwich and soup, bracing himself as he picked up his fork.

Vera added, "Honey, I didn't even have the heart to eat it."

For the sake of family harmony, Patrick ate half. He couldn't finish the rest and lied, so he distracted Vera and asked her to get him some water.

He took the opportunity to contact Sophia. "Sophia, help me get Vera out of here."

Before Sophia could ask, Patrick quickly hung up.

Vera entered the office with Patrick's water cup. "Honey, here's the water."

As she placed the cup on the table, Sophia knocked and entered the office.

She saw the lunchbox on Patrick's desk.

Patrick gave Sophia a look, and Sophia nodded. "Ms. Linister, what brings you here today?"

Vera turned to look at Sophia. "I came to bring Patrick a lunch I made."

Sophia was surprised. She glanced at the lunchbox in front of Patrick and then at Vera.

The meal looked far from appetizing. If it were anyone else, Patrick would have already thrown the box at their head.

"Ms. Linister, your favorite drink has a new flavor, blueberry juice. Let me take you to try it out."

Sophia's offer was like a lifeline, and she whisked Vera away, saving Patrick from a culinary disaster.

As soon as they left, Patrick dropped his fork in defeat. He hadn't expected that a meal from Vera would be his undoing.