The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride

Late at night, when everyone was asleep, Patrick helped Vera review her study materials again.

Vera didn't want to study, so Patrick said, "Randall has a good foundation, and Molly has someone to teach her. If you don't work hard, no one will be there to help you with the retake." This scared Vera. She quickly sat next to Patrick, hugged his arm, and rested her chin on his shoulder, acting cute. "Honey, you teach me."

Patrick nodded, opened the book, and highlighted the key points for Vera.

As Vera studied, she eventually fell asleep on Patrick's shoulder.

Last night, she stayed up late choosing a hairstyle, and this morning she wanted to get up early because it takes a long time for girls to do their hair.

Patrick's voice was as soothing as a lullaby, and Vera fell asleep listening to it.

It wasn't until he heard Vera's soft snores that Patrick turned his head.

Even though he couldn't see Vera's face, he could feel her petite and soft presence.

Patrick closed the book.

He gently held the sleeping Vera, picked her up, and carried her to the bed.

He took off Vera's slippers and held her small, cold feet in his hands.

Patrick lifted the blanket and tucked Vera in.

After a while, Patrick also went to bed. Under the blanket, he placed his legs next to Vera's feet.

The next day, Vera woke up naturally.

The first thing Vera did was run to the mirror to check if her hairstyle was ruined.

She said in relief, "Thank goodness, it's fine."

Patrick had already gone to the office, leaving Vera alone at home.

Molly had been picked up by Sebastian, and Randall, being sensible, took his books and drove out under the pretense of studying.

Bored at home, Vera took her books and went to the Olteran Group to find Patrick.

After not showing up for several days, Vera's sudden appearance almost made Sophia not recognize her. "Mrs. Olteran, this hairstyle is so gentle. I almost didn't recognize you at first glance." Vera smiled and asked, "Is Patrick in the office?"

"Yes, he's probably waiting for you."

Vera quickly ran into the office. "Honey?"

Patrick smiled when he saw Vera; no words were needed.

he asked, "Just woke up?"

Vera closed the door. "Why didn't you wake me up when you went to work this morning?"

Patrick said, "I didn't want to disturb your sleep."

Seeing the book in Vera's hand, Patrick smiled. "Sit on the couch first. I'll finish what I'm doing and then come teach you."

Vera obediently agreed.

After a while, Patrick indeed went to the couch to accompany Vera. "Aren't Molly and Randall at home?"

Vera said, "Sebastian took Molly, and Randall felt he had no place at home, so he went out to study. Then I came to find you." Patrick flipped through the pages of the book. "What was the last thing you remembered from last night?"

Vera replied, "Nothing stuck in my head last night."

Patrick decided to teach her again.

This time, Patrick changed his approach to a Q&A format.

If Patrick just talked, Vera would forget everything, but if he asked questions and she answered, it would help reinforce her memory. "What are the functions of a monetary authority?" Patrick asked.

Vera recalled what she had learned in class and roughly answered, not in order, but with the information she had in her head.

Seeing that she had covered most of it, Patrick expanded on it. "What is the special status of a monetary authority?"

Vera thought for a while, frowned, pouted, and complained, "Honey, did I not learn this, or was I not paying attention in class?"

Patrick glanced at the supplementary materials in the back of the book, which were usually for students to read on their own and not covered by the teacher.

Patrick didn't make it difficult for Vera and told her the answer.

He asked another question, "What is the role of a monetary authority in the payment system?"

Vera answered based on her understanding. "A monetary authority can represent its clients..."

Although Vera's answer wasn't exactly the standard one, it conveyed the same idea. Patrick was always lenient with Vera; as long as she got the gist, he didn't require her to match the exact answer. Listening to Patrick's questions, Vera answered slowly but managed to hit the key points, making Patrick feel that she wasn't always sleeping in school.

"Not bad." Patrick was pleased with Vera's performance.

Patrick had a knack for questioning. After asking Vera some difficult questions, he would follow up with easier ones to boost her confidence and keep her interested.

Jack knocked on the door to hand over some work.

Entering the superior's office, he saw Patrick teaching on the couch.

Jack asked, "Mr. Olteran, are you available? The documents for the western development project are here, and they need your signature." Patrick nodded, and Jack handed him the documents.

Patrick quickly skimmed through the terms and conditions, then patted Vera beside him. "Vera, can you get the pen from the desk for me?"

Vera got up, happily playing the role of Patrick's assistant. "Honey, here you go."

Patrick took the pen, signed his name at the end of the document, closed it, and handed it back to Jack. "This project is of utmost importance. Make sure to visit the site frequently and ensure there are no issues." "Yes, Mr. Olteran. I won't disturb your teaching any longer." Jack left with the documents.

Patrick continued helping Vera review.

However, Vera, like a startled cat, lost her patience for studying. She hugged Patrick's arm, tilted her head, and asked, "Honey, what is the western development project? Why have I been hearing about it for months, and you're still working on it?"

Patrick replied, "It's a project to make you happier."

Vera said, "Tell me more about it. I'm curious."

"What aren't you curious about?"

"I'm curious about everything," Vera admitted without hesitation.

Patrick proposed a reward system. "If you do well today, I'll take you to the site this afternoon."

"Okay." Vera climbed up and kissed Patrick on the cheek. "Am I doing well?"

Patrick raised the book in his hand for Vera to see. "I mean in your studies, not our relationship."

Vera stuck out her tongue. "Okay, sorry, I misunderstood."

Patrick looked at Vera's little face, smiling helplessly.

Everyone has someone to help them. Sebastian borrowed a forensic accounting book from the city library and started reading, while Molly diligently took notes, writing down all the key points from the book. This was Sebastian's requirement.

Sebastian had watched Molly grow up, helping her with homework from elementary school through college.

He had tutored Molly all the way to Evergreen University, knowing her better than she knew herself.

Molly couldn't remember things just by reading; she often answered off-topic.

Only by writing could Molly internalize the information.

If she couldn't get it right the first time, she would write it twice, and at most three times, and then she wouldn't forget.

On this bright winter afternoon, sunlight streamed through the window onto the yellowing desk.

Sebastian occasionally glanced at Molly, who was bathed in warm sunlight, seriously reviewing her notes.