The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride

"Let me see the book."

Vera picked up a history book and handed it to Patrick. "Here, take a look."

Without a word, Patrick wrapped his arm around Vera's waist, lifting her with one arm and positioning her face down over his lap, her bottom up, ready for a spanking!

Vera, lying across Patrick's lap, tried to push herself up from the sofa. "Honey, you're a bad guy!"

Patrick picked up the book she had been sitting on and started flipping through it.

Vera tried to get up, but Patrick held her down by the back of her neck.

"Honey, you can't look. Let me go."

Vera's arms flailed behind her, trying to hit Patrick, but she couldn't reach him.

On page 53, her drawing had turned his photo into a pig's head.

On page 72, his nose was a pig's snout, and his face was covered in freckles.

On page 911, his features were unrecognizable. Vera had drawn mouse teeth, cat whiskers, and turned his hair red with waves, adding pig ears on top. The name "Patrick" under it had been changed to "Pig." With a swift smack, Vera's bottom stung.

Her face flushed with embarrassment. "Honey!"

Patrick said, "You love drawing so much, I might as well send you to art school."

Vera flipped over, and when Patrick didn't restrain her, she lay on his lap, pulling herself up by grabbing his shoulder.

"Honey, I don't want to go."

Patrick glanced at Vera and took out his phone, ready to instruct Sophia to find a reputable art class for Vera to improve her drawing skills.

"No, honey, listen to me. I drew it because I love you so much." Vera tried to snatch Patrick's phone, but he raised his arm, and she missed.

She changed tactics, cupping Patrick's face with both hands, their eyes meeting. She leaned in for a kiss. "Honey, please, I was wrong. I won't draw anymore."

Patrick, however, was enjoying teasing her. "You can stop after you learn to draw a proper sketch of me. Then you can finish the art class."

Vera shook her head and kissed Patrick several more times. "Honey, I was wrong."

Patrick said, "Kisses won't work."

"Then I'll offer myself?"

Patrick glanced at Vera in his arms. He knew she often didn't mean what she said, so he didn't believe her.

"Let's see after you offer those kisses."

Vera raised her arm to grab Patrick's phone again, but just then, Jack knocked on the door. "Mr. Olteran, may I come in?"

"Yes, come in quickly," Vera said hastily.

She needed to find something work-related to distract Patrick from the pig drawings.

Jack entered.

At first glance, Patrick's desk was empty.

At the second glance, they sat on the sofa.

Vera sat in Patrick's lap, smoothing his chest, pleading, "Honey, I was wrong. Don't get upset. You focus on work, and I'll disappear." "Restore all the drawings in the book to their original state."

"Okay, no problem. I'll do it right now."

Vera grabbed the book and slipped out.

Jack awkwardly watched their intimate moment.

"Mr. Olteran, did I come at a bad time?"

Patrick replied, "It's fine. I was just scaring her. What do you need? Speak directly."

Outside, Vera went to the coffee room alone. She sat down and borrowed an eraser from one of the employees, spreading out her book to start erasing her "masterpieces."

"If his hands itch, he should apply some ointment. Why does he have to go through my book? So annoying," she muttered as she erased.

Sophia walked by and saw the frustrated Vera. She grabbed a drink and handed it to her.

Looking down at the drawings in Vera's book, she asked, "Mrs. Olteran, what punishment did Mr. Olteran give you?"

"He told me to erase these marks with an eraser."

"What if you can't erase them?"

"Then I'll just scrape them off."

She had no intention of going to art school.

Sophia sat with Vera, helping her erase the pictures.

They started chatting.

Vera said angrily, "If Patrick dares to enroll me in an art class, I'll find a new boyfriend there and see who gets angrier!"

Sophia advised, "Mrs. Olteran, I suggest you cherish your life and not provoke your husband."

Vera scoffed, "You all fear him, but I don't. I'm not his employee; he has nothing on me."

Patrick stood behind them, arms crossed, listening to Vera's bold threats about finding a new boyfriend.

"This won't erase. Patrick's brain is made of stone; he doesn't understand flexibility. These are drawn with watercolor markers; I can't remove them." "Forget it. I'll just buy a new book and pass it off."

Sophia tried as well, but even with water, the colored drawings wouldn't come off.

"Mr. Olteran hates being deceived the most."

Vera said, "Sophia, do you know what my purpose for him?" Seeing Sophia's confusion, Vera continued, "To challenge his temper."

At worst, if she really angered him, she would just act cute.

If that didn't work, she would fulfill his wish of making love.

Vera was very frustrated.

She closed her book, feeling defeated, and gave up.

Sophia stood up to go back to work, but when she turned around, she was startled!

When had Patrick been standing there?

Patrick gestured for Sophia to leave.

Sophia glanced at Vera and quietly left without a word of warning.

After Sophia left, someone else sat down in her place.

Vera asked, "Sophia, do you know how to play... Ah! When did you get here?"

Vera's scream startled the secretaries who were diligently working.

"Mr. Olteran, what happened to Mrs. Olteran?" one of the secretaries, recognizing Vera's scream, asked with concern.

Sophia glanced toward the break room and said, "She was probably scared by Mr. Olteran."

Vera had been so confident and fierce just moments ago, acting like she was the boss of the world.

However, as soon as she saw Patrick, she immediately wilted.

She sat properly, very timid. "Honey, you didn't hear anything just now, did you?"

"I only heard you say I was sick and that you were going to find a new boyfriend just to annoy me."

Vera started to feel nervous.

Why did Patrick look so cheerful, yet she felt a chill?

"Honey, you're not angry, right?"

Patrick smiled and said, "I'm not angry at all."

He just had an itch in his hand, wanting to spank her!

"Then swear you're not angry and won't hit me."

Patrick said, "I swear I'm not angry. If I'm lying..." Patrick paused, looking at the adorable Vera in front of him. "Then I'll spank my wife."