The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 547 Mom is a Role Model

The suspects were all cleared, so Molly headed home, ready to kick Abby out.

But this time, outta nowhere, Ellie stepped in.

"Mom? Seriously? You want her as your daughter-in-law now? Changed your mind and ditched me?" Molly, who was all shy and quiet last time she visited the Chase family, asked.

It had been a few days since then, and she was cool with her thing with Sebastian.

Right in front of everyone, Molly pointed at Sebastian, who was grinning like a lovesick puppy, and said to Ellie, "Even if you don't want me, whatever. Sebastian's dead set on marrying me. He can't live without me. Ellie, it's either Abby or me. Pick one."

Sebastian's face was all smiles and love, practically glowing.

Whenever he saw Molly, his eyes would light up like Christmas. Ellie couldn't stand it. "Go upstairs!" she yelled at Molly.

Molly crossed her arms, pouting, "Nope, not going."

Ellie threatened, "If you don't listen, no allowance this month."

Molly shrugged, "Fine, I'll just spend Sebastian's money. Mom, don't pull so hard, my arm hurts."

Molly finally gave in as Ellie dragged her upstairs to her study.

Downstairs, Zoey and Max were grilling Sebastian, "What does the Olteran family think about you and Molly?"

Sebastian watched Molly disappear, and his smile faded. "Still working on it."

Zoey muttered, "What's up with our family? Why is it always sisters marrying brothers?"

"What do you mean?" Sebastian asked.

Upstairs in the study, Molly laughed, hugging Ellie's arm, "Mom, Mrs. Chase, Ellie! You're my hero!"

Ellie said, "I just want Abby to marry Harold, is that so bad?"

Molly replied, "By doing this, you're dealing with two people at once! Stella can't handle Abby, but Stella's tough.

Abby and Stella have been faking the loving mother-daughter thing for years. When it really hits the fan, they'll tear each other apart. But Stella's a nutcase. With them going at it, our family will be chill.

Three wins here. One, it saves people Abby might mess with in the future. Two, it saves some poor woman from marrying Harold. Three, you get Harold a wife. Otherwise, with his personality, he might never get hitched."

Ellie tapped Molly's forehead, "You know too much." Then she added, "I didn't let her go 'cause I was afraid she'd bolt. And with Zoey and Max in Zandonick, she can stay here and try to mess up your thing with Sebastian. So, I'll flip it, keep her here, and push her to marry Harold. Isn't she good at playing the good girl in Zoey and Max's eyes? Then let her marry their grandson."

"What if she wants to marry Sebastian? What do I do then?" Molly asked, worried.

Would Zoey and Max think Abby was good enough to let her marry Sebastian?

Ellie was like, "No way! First off, no matter how good Abby is, she can't hold a candle to their own granddaughter in Zoey and Max's eyes."

Molly, feeling a bit down, said, "Mom, I have my strengths too."

Ellie brushed her off, "Secondly, you and Sebastian have been together for ages, Zoey and Max won't butt in. And most importantly, who Sebastian wants to marry isn't up to me or Timothy, and they have even less say." Molly nodded, "True that. Sebastian's so amazing, he doesn't even listen to me."

Ellie rolled her eyes at Molly.

After a bit in the study, Molly happily bounced down the stairs.

Sebastian was at the bottom, hands on his hips, watching her, "Be careful not to roll down."

Molly shot back, "If I roll down, it just means you're not capable enough. As a cop, you can't protect people. As a brother, you can't protect your sister. As a boyfriend, you can't catch your girlfriend."

Hearing 'girlfriend,' Sebastian's smile lit up, his mood instantly lifted.

He opened his arms, ready to catch Molly, his 'girlfriend'!

Even though she didn't manage to kick Abby out, Molly had a blast.

In the afternoon, she came home with a bunch of shopping bags and heard Teddy crying as soon as she walked in.

She rushed over, heartbroken, and hugged Theodore, "Oh my god, what happened to make my little baby cry so hard?"

Vera laughed nearby, "I took him to get vaccinated today. I let him watch the whole process and hear the other babies crying. When it was his turn, he started bawling even before it began. I gotta admit I'm an unreliable mom, but I had a lot of fun. Sorry, Theodore."

Vera laughed, Theodore cried.

"Vera, you're too unreliable. Call me next time he gets a shot," Molly said.

Vera nodded, "I almost had him calmed down, but then Patrick tricked him into drinking formula, and he started crying again."

Patrick awkwardly scratched his nose, "He needs to get used to formula. When he weans, formula will be his main nutrition."

Seeing Theodore still upset, Vera hugged him and gently wiped away his tears, "I don't know who he takes after, but he's got quite a temper, crying for so long."

Molly, self-aware, said, "He probably takes after the Olteran family. We all have quite a temper."

Theodore lay in Vera's arms, drinking breast milk and soon fell asleep from exhaustion.

After Theodore fell asleep, Patrick sat down and unbuttoned his coat, exposing the spot where Theodore got his shot.

He looked at Theodore's chubby arm with pity, and Vera immediately noticed the tenderness in Patrick's eyes.

The long needle piercing Theodore's flesh today was too hard for her to watch, and it was Patrick who held him during the vaccination.

He must have felt heartbroken too.

So, Vera handed the sleeping Theodore to Patrick and sighed, "Honey, looks like you're gonna be a doting father."

Shawn, sitting on the couch watching the whole scene, couldn't help but comment, "Not necessarily. He didn't hold back at all when he hit Randall."