My Wife Is An All-Around Expert

“Is that so? Then call him out another day. Let’s have a meal together. Anyway, from now on, I’ll be at Summerwood City!” Patrick subconsciously glanced at Violet who was in a daze and nodded. “Yeah, sure!”

At night, they returned home.

Violet took a shower and lay on the bed, but she tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

She thought of Freddie's attitude toward her. It was still the same as two years ago. Her heart felt a dull pain, making her a little uncomfortable.

Initially, she thought that she would be very nervous tonight. In the end, when she really saw Freddie, she suddenly realized that after knowing that Freddie had a fiancée back then, she had already let go of her obscure

crush on him. However, she found it hard to treat Freddie as an ordinary friend.

To her, the whole thing was not as simple as having a crush on Freddie in the past. After removing the shell of her crush, she also had feelings for him that were similar to kinship.

Back then, she was put in a difficult position by Henry. She was bullied everywhere outside. During the most difficult years, it was Freddie who protected her until she grew up.

He taught her how to fight. He hung out with her. After all, he was different from anyone else... The next morning, when Patrick went downstairs, he didn’t see Violet.

He sat at the dining table and suddenly thought of the conversation he had with Robert last night. Robert had given suggestions on how to woo women, and one of these suggestions was to pick them up from work.

However, Patrick remembered that Violet insisted on driving to work yesterday morning. In the end, he was the one who insisted that she pick

Wed, Jan Chapter 195 him up and send him to work with the excuse of his m

Patrick frowned and pondered for a moment. Suddenly, he crooked his finger and called the butler who was setting up the vase at the side over.

He whispered into the butler’s ear.

The butler’s lips twitched slightly. “Sir, are we really going to do this?” Patrick said coldly, “Don’t ask too much. Just do as | say!”

The butler nodded and left.

Violet had insomnia at night. The next day, she got up with two dark circles around her eyes. She covered her dark circles with foundation. before going downstairs.

Patrick was eating his breakfast slowly. If Violet hadn’t known that Patrick. would definitely not like her, she would have thought that he was waiting. for her to go to work together!

After breakfast, Violet took her car keys and bag and went out.

Patrick also took his car keys and followed behind her unhurriedly.

Violet looked at the car keys in his hand in surprise. “Are you gonna drive. yourself?”

Patrick nodded lazily.

Violet did not continue asking. Patrick’s eyes flickered as he took the initiative to say, “Let me drive you to work today!” Violet shook her head and raised the car keys in her hand. “No need. I'll drive myselfl”

She always remembered to keep a distance from Patrick.

Patrick glanced at her and did not say anything.

He walked unhurriedly as he looked at Violet’s back. A glint flashed across

his eyes.

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The two of them arrived at the garage. Violet pressed the car keys. Just as

she was about to get into the car, her eyes suddenly fixed on the tire, and she was instantly dumbfounded. The tire was flat!

The car leaned at a visible angle.

But it was fine yesterday!

Patrick had already got into the car and sat on the driver’s seat.

Violet looked at the tires and looked a little vexed.

Patrick had already started the car and was about to leave. Violet took out his phone and looked at the time. He would not be able to go to

time on foot.

She was a little anxious.

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She gritted her teeth and quickly ran toward Patrick’s car. “Mr. Hersey, wait!”

Patrick looked straight ahead as if he was focused on driving. The corne of his mouth curled up, and a smug smile flashed across his eyes. “Yes, what's wrong?”

Violet panted as she ran to his car. “Mr Hersey, can | trouble you to drive. me to work today?”

“Dam n it!” she cursed inwardly. “I shouldn’t have said that to him just

now!”

Patrick sat in the driver’s seat and lowered the half-open window. He said. lazily, “Didn't you say that you would drive yourself?”

Violet thought of what she had said earlier, and her face instantly turned. red. “Mr. Hersey, here’s the thing. | don’t know why my car suddenly had a flat tire. Perhaps something was stuck in my tire last night. | don’t have. time to check now. | really don’t have any intention of finding an excuse to approach you!”

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At first, Patrick was smiling as he listened to Violet’s words, but when he heard the last sentence, his expression could not help but darken.

His tone was a little cold. “Get in!”

He was a little angry, but he didn’t know whether he was angry at himselfNôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

or at Violet.

“Why does she still remember what | said at the beginning?” he wondered.

Violet could clearly feel that Patrick was suddenly in a bad mood. Her face was filled with confusion.”

However, she couldn’t care less now. She quickly walked around the front of the car and sat in the passenger seat.

The butler stood at the entrance of the villa and watched as Patrick drove away. His expression was complicated and gratified.

“Mr. Hersey finally realized that he should cherish Miss Webb and their marriage!” the butler thought. “But there’s no need to puncture the tire of Miss Webb’s car, right? That's a childish thing to do. Well, sometimes, Mr. Hersey is just like a child.”

The car drove out of the villa area. Seeing that Violet was a little bored, Patrick said, “You can connect it to your Bluetooth and listen to music!”

Violet pursed her lips and nodded. “Okay!” She was indeed a little bored. Moreover, judging from Patrick’s personality, he didn’t seem to listen to music when driving.

She connected it to Bluetooth, turned on the music, leaned against the passenger seat, and began to play on her phone while listening to music.

She posted on her social media with a depressed emoji. It read, “An unlucky day starts with a flat tire...”

She had insomnia last night. Now that she was listening to music and Patrick was driving so steadily, she fell asleep unknowingly.

Patrick took advantage of the red light to glance at her. When he saw that

she was sleeping soundly with her head tilted, he could not help but turn down the volume.” When the car was about to reach the company, the last song ended.

Suddenly, a strange conversation came from the car.

“Aren't you quite close to Skyler? Megan surely knows that you like Skyler, but...”

“Besties are always more reliable than men...