The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride

On the way back to the station, Sebastian called Sam, "Have you organized all the files?"

Sam looked over the mountain of paperwork on his desk. "Sebastian, you might as well post a sign outside the precinct: 'No Entry for Molly.""

Sebastian replied, "If a sign would do the trick, she wouldn't be Molly, would she?"

Sam's relationship with Sebastian was a curious mix of respect and fear, with just enough sass to keep things interesting. "You know, Sebastian, I think you've only got yourself to blame. You've spoiled Molly, and now you've got to deal with the fallout."

Sebastian chuckled, recalling the unfinished sentence Molly had said earlier.

He thought, 'Why would Molly drop that line in front of Ellie? Was she trying to scare Ellie off?'

Despite his frustration, Sebastian found it hard to unleash his anger on Molly.

She had a knack for clinging to him, crying and whining until he couldn't bring himself to retaliate.

And if he argued with her, she would always have the upper hand.

Hit her? He couldn't bring himself to do it.

Argue with her? He couldn't outtalk her.

"Spoiling her is my fault, and I deserve to bear it."

Sam, being simple-minded, didn't catch the underlying meaning. He even agreed, "You're really not as lucky as Vincent or Patrick. They've got it easy, but Molly's got it in for you."

Sebastian smiled again, thinking that Patrick might not be as lucky as he seemed.

Molly had a sharp tongue, but Vera was known for her fists.

Sebastian added, "You go ahead and organize the files. I'll be there in about ten minutes."

After hanging up, Sam began categorizing the pile of cases on the desk. "A089, where's the corresponding file?" Sam muttered to himself as he searched.

By the time Sebastian arrived at the precinct, he also started sifting through the pages, checking for any missed details.

"Sebastian, Molly usually doesn't go through the files in your office. Why did she look through them today?" Sam asked curiously.

Sebastian thought of Molly trying to pull out the oxygen mask and lied, "She was probably bored waiting for me and decided to tidy up. She must have come across some intriguing cases and took a peek." Sam commented, "She's pretty silly."

Sebastian shook his head helplessly. As he organized, he also reviewed the entire case to see if he had missed any clues.

In the morning, Randall got up and found that Patrick, Molly, and Vera were not at home. He stood on the steps, happily stretching his arms. "God has finally blessed me."

Cindy said, "Hurry up and come down for breakfast. Later, you can go with me to check on Vera."

Randall replied, "It's pointless to go. She definitely hasn't gotten up yet."

"How do you know?"

Randall spoke frankly, "She's always been lazy. Given the chance, she'd sleep until ten every time she's home."

Cindy, concerned, remarked, "How can she keep such irregular hours? With the baby coming, she needs to get proper rest. I should give Vera a call."

Randall quickly took the phone from Cindy's hand. "You're always worrying. Vera's not stupid. It's okay for her to be lazy once in a while. Besides, Brianna is there with her, nothing will happen. Don't worry." Cindy's worry eased a bit at his words.

Randall put his arm around Cindy's shoulder. "Come on, let's go eat. I'm in a great mood today!"

Cindy smiled. "You won't be happy for long. Patrick will bring Vera back in a few days."

"Don't just focus on the negatives," Randall said with a grin.

At the Linister Manor, when Patrick left in the morning, he gave Vera a blueprint and said, "Take a look at this when you get a chance. We need to finalize the baby room setup; we can't put it off any longer." Vera held the blueprint, turning it around in her hands. "Honey, what am I supposed to do with this?"

Patrick sighed.

Vera asked, "What does this mean? I don't understand."

Patrick was silent, taking the blueprint from Vera's hands. "Just hang out at home. I'll send you a video this afternoon."

Before leaving, Patrick hugged Vera. "I'll be back early to spend time with you. Try to behave while I'm gone."

Vera pouted and waved her hand, seeing Patrick off.

Back home, Brianna was discussing with the servants what to prepare for Vera's lunch.

Vera yawned, "Mom, I'm going to catch up on some sleep."

Without waiting for a response, she burrowed into the comfortable bed.

In the afternoon, Vera received an animated diagram on her phone. It highlighted the areas in red that couldn't be removed, green areas that could be modified, and orange areas indicating internal wiring to be cautious of. Such a simple animated diagram was perfect for someone like Vera.

She munched on an apple while pondering the animation on her phone.

After finishing her morning recipe research, Brianna spent the afternoon helping Vera choose the nursery.

By evening, Warren joined the discussion as well.

Patrick was the last to return. As soon as he entered, he heard Warren and Brianna debating their differing opinions.

He sat down next to Vera. "What are Warren and Brianna talking about?"

Vera, holding a water cup, looked at Warren and Brianna, who were each expressing their views, and explained to Patrick, "They're choosing a room for our son. Warren says it should be farther from the master bedroom, while Brianna wants it closer."

Seeing Patrick return, Warren immediately asked for his support. "Patrick, don't you think a boy shouldn't be pampered from a young age? Let him live farther away so he doesn't rely on his parents and learns independence. Shouldn't the closer room be reserved for Vera?"

Brianna also tried to win Patrick over, "Patrick, my point is that you and Vera are first-time parents. The nursery should be closer. If the baby cries at night, you can hear it and go feed him or cover him with a blanket without much hassle." Patrick glanced at Vera, who continued drinking her water.

Vera blinked. "Do you think both Warren and Brianna make good points?"

Patrick said, "Now I see why your room is close to Warren and Brianna's while Noah's room is tucked away in the corner."

After hearing Warren and Brianna's opinions, Patrick thought they both made sense. What about Vera's opinion?

Finally, it was Vera's turn to speak. She put down her water cup and solemnly said, "I think the baby should sleep with me and Patrick."

"No way!" Patrick firmly refused. He added, "He must have his room. He needs space and should get used to sleeping alone from a young age."

Vera could easily guess the underlying reason for Patrick's disagreement without much thought.

Patrick, who was reluctant to even consider a second child, was really just trying to avoid any disruption to their sex life.