The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride

They arrived at the Olteran family living room and happened to run into Randall, who was looking for Molly. Seeing the coat on Molly, Randall left.

Then Molly led Sebastian into the house.

Seeing Shawn, she said, "Dad, I'm sorry."

Vera turned her head, shocked to see that Molly had quietly found herself a backer.

After sitting in the living room for five minutes, Molly recounted everything that happened in the afternoon.

Vera added, "We didn't plan to hide it from Shawn, but knowing he would sneak a bite, if my husband got caught by it tonight, it would be dangerous. Molly and I planned to eat it tomorrow morning when my husband wasn't home. However, after I bought it, Shawn ate it all before we took it back."

Shawn, who had sneaked a bite, was in pain and feeling guilty.

At this moment, he was using ice packs and drinking water, the spiciness gradually fading.

Shawn shirked responsibility, saying, "Why did you hide it in my bedroom, blocking the light from my lamp? Of course, I would find it. If you had told me openly, would I have disobeyed and sneaked it?"

Randall said, "Grandpa, seriously, last time Vera told you not to eat ice cream, but you sneaked it in the middle of the night and ended up in the hospital. This time, they were guarding against you sneaking it." "Shut up! This has nothing to do with you, right? How dare you criticize me?" Shawn scolded Randall.

Randall slammed the table, retorting, "It really has nothing to do with me this time. Patrick can vouch for me."

Shawn retorted, "If you displease me, I'll hit you with my cane."

Randall pointed at Shawn and said to Patrick, "Uncle Patrick, my grandpa is not stuttering now. He's obviously fine. You should teach him a lesson."

Shawn turned his angry eyes to Patrick, saying, "If you dare to teach me a lesson, Vera and Molly won't escape responsibility either."

Vera looked down at her toes, and Molly, who had brought a backer, shrank into her coat.

Sebastian received a call from the Olteran family and had to leave.

However, Molly had just returned and made a mistake. Even though it was her biological father and brothers, she still felt guilty. When faced with something she didn't want to confront, she instinctively chose to avoid it. "Sebastian."Molly's tone was pleading, and Sebastian knew what she wanted just from that one word.

So, Sebastian held Molly's hand, turned, and asked Shawn, "Shawn, my grandparents at home miss Molly too. Can I take her home tonight?" Shawn glanced at Molly, knowing full well that it wasn't the family missing her. It was clearly Molly feeling ashamed and wanting to escape.

He said, "Why are you asking me? I can't read her mind. Molly can go wherever she wants."

Hearing this, Molly felt even more guilty.

Molly went upstairs to change clothes, took off Sebastian's coat, and left with him.

Sebastian took Molly away, and on the way to the police station, Molly opened the car window to let the cold wind in. She propped her head with one hand, her elbow resting on the window. "Sebastian, do you think my father raised an ungrateful daughter?"

Sebastian replied, "Yes."

Molly had hoped to hear comforting words from Sebastian, but now she realized she had to comfort herself.

At the police station, Mollyfound that Max and Zoey's missing her just an excuse for Sebastian to take her away.

Sebastian let Molly go to his office. "If you're tired, lie on the couch and sleep for a while. I'll leave my coat for you to cover up if you get cold."

Molly responded and held Sebastian's coat.

Just as Sebastian was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something and turned back. He opened the door and reminded Molly, "Sam has a girlfriend now; stay away from him and avoid suspicion."

Molly raised an eyebrow, thinking, 'No wonder Sebastian allowed me to come to the police station recently. It's because Sam has a girlfriend now.'

Molly's crisis was over, but Vera's was just beginning.

Shawn and Tom were sent back to their rooms to rest, and Vera was dragged by Patrick back to the bedroom.

Vera, however, insisted on dragging Randall along with her, which made Randall very scared.

Randall said, "Vera, don't drag me down with you!"

Vera asked, "Aren't we friends?"

"Who's your friend? I'm from the enemy camp." Randall pushed Vera's hand off his arm and, in a retaliatory move, pushed her forcefully into Patrick's arms.

Vera didn't give up, pleading, "Randall, save me."

"I only know that saving yourself is better than relying on others. If you're in trouble, I'll have peace."

Vera pointed at Randall, warning, "Randall, you're done for."

Then, Patrick dragged Vera back to the bedroom.

Closing the door, Patrick ordered Vera, "Stand at attention."

Vera immediately did as he said.

It was like a reflex, her body reacting before her brain could think.

Vera had always scolded Randall for being timid in front of Patrick and despised Shawn for being timid in front of Patrick. She always thought she was different and wouldn't be afraid of Patrick. However, Vera's actions just now proved she was wrong.

What did it matter if Vera could fight or had a black belt? In front of Patrick, she was just scared.

"Do you have anything to say?" Patrick gave Vera a chance.

Vera nodded. "Yes."

Then, Patrick and Vera stared at each other.

Patrick was about to be driven mad by Vera, thinking, 'If you have something to say, say it. Why are you looking at me? Do you need time to think?'

Vera asked, "Honey, can I say it now?"

Patrick's heart rate increased with anger. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his heartbeat, and nodded. "Say it!"

Vera said, "Honey, I love you."

Patrick replied, "I don't want to hear that."

Vera remembered last time when she did something wrong, Patrick held her and said, "I like you," and she was forgiven. She wanted to use the same trick. However, Patrick was not moved at all. His attitude now was far from the last time he heard "I like you."

Vera wondered if it was because being forced to say "I love you" to Patrick every night in bed had made him numb.

"Go on, why did you stop?" Patrick hadn't heard enough.

Seeing Patrick's stance, Vera knew she was in trouble and hadn't managed to appease him.

Patrick continued, "I see you're good at talking and joking. How about I send you to the comedy department to be a comedian?"

Vera shook her head. "If I become a comedian, I won't have time to be with you."

Patrick replied, "I want to live a few more years and don't need your company."