The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 552 Craving Cold Air

After scribbling out that guarantee letter, the cops took it for a look-see. Since they were all about owning up to their mistakes, the cops let 'em go home. By the time they stepped outta the police station, it was already pitch black.

Teddy? That kid was in his own world-slept, woke up, bawled, chugged some milk, and knocked out again, totally clueless about the time.

Not only was it dark when they left, but it was also freezing.

Vera touched his hand, and it was like ice.

She was about to ditch her coat to wrap up Theodore, but Patrick beat her to it. He whipped off his black trench coat and bundled up little Theodore. "Babe, you'll freeze," Vera said.

Patrick, all tough-guy, replied, "I'm good." No way was he letting Vera freeze for Theodore; that'd make him look like a total wimp!

Rocking just a thin suit jacket, he hustled Theodore to the car.

Once inside, Patrick cranked the heater to the max. He held Theodore, staring at his little face that looked just like his, snoozing under the black trench coat.

The kid had no clue he'd spent a whole day at the police station and was already on a first-name basis with the cops.

Vera sat quietly next to him, not saying a word.

As the car warmed up, Patrick handed Theodore to Vera and drove home, not waiting for Molly.

Randall, after getting a call from Susan, also bailed without waiting for Molly.

Molly walked out of the police station, shivering, and stuffed her hands into Sebastian's coat pockets.

Sebastian let her do whatever she wanted.

Molly glanced around the entrance, "Where's my ride?" Patrick had left with Theodore and Vera, and Randall had taken off. Finally, Molly looked at Sebastian.

Sebastian, feeling her stare, had no choice. He reached into his pocket, grabbed her cold little hand, and led her to his car. Molly happily bounced along behind him.

Sebastian still had a bone to pick. On the way, he asked her, "You really won't marry me?"

Molly answered, all sassy and proud, "Nope, not gonna happen!"

Half a minute later, a white car pulled up by the curb. Sebastian killed the engine and looked at Molly, who had just said she wouldn't marry him. "Say that again." His eyebrows had a hint of sternness. His tone was icy, and his eyes locked onto Molly.

Molly was spooked by his stare.

"Thanks to you, I had to write 500 more words than Vera today," she stubbornly found an excuse.

Sebastian's throat moved slightly, "You were the mastermind today, so you deserved more punishment."

Molly couldn't meet Sebastian's eyes but stayed stubborn, "But 500 words? Seriously? Couldn't you just make it 50?

When you wanted to marry me, you were all sweet talk. I haven't even married you yet, and you're already showing your true colors. I don't think you ever planned to marry me." Sebastian replied, "I shouldn't have made you write 500 more words today."

"Right, you can admit your mistake, that's good." She straightened up, thinking she had finally gotten through to Sebastian.

But then Sebastian finished his thought, "I should've made you handwrite 5000 words instead."

Molly rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath, "Even if you made me write 50,000 words, I still wouldn't back down."

In the cramped car, Sebastian heard her loud and clear.

His grip on the steering wheel tightened, then relaxed. In the dead of winter, he rolled down the window to let the cold air cool him off.

Sometimes, Sebastian wondered if he was out of his mind. How did he end up falling for someone as infuriating as Molly?

Three minutes later, Molly was shivering again.

"Sebastian, if you love the cold so much, why don't you step outside and freeze? Close the window and turn on the heater. Let me warm up for a bit," Molly complained. Sebastian sighed, closed the window, restarted the car, and drove the rest of the way in silence, dropping Molly off at the Olteran Mansion.

Shawn had been bored out of his mind all day, with no one around, not even his precious Teddy.

He had just seen Teddy, but Patrick had stormed in, carrying the baby in one hand and dragging Vera with a dark expression back to the bedroom with the other.

"Did you guys have a fight?" Shawn asked, curious.

A little while later, Molly walked in with Sebastian by her side.

"Molly, did you know? It looks like Patrick and Vera had a fight. And Sebastian's here too," Shawn said, his eyes darting between them. Could it be that Molly had been out with Sebastian all day instead of keeping him company? "Molly, go to your room. I need to talk to Sebastian," Shawn said.

Molly pouted, "Okay." She couldn't help but add, "Shawn, don't hit him."

Even though she always annoyed Sebastian, she didn't want Shawn to hit him. Before leaving, Molly had to make sure Shawn wouldn't get physical.

Shawn raised his cane to scare Molly, and she quickly scampered off.

In the living room, Shawn leaned on his cane, staring intently at Sebastian. "Sebastian, I didn't object to you and Molly getting closer, but I didn't support you dating. Did you ask me before taking her out all day?" Sebastian calmly replied, "Shawn, you got it wrong. We weren't on a date. Molly just wrote a 2500-word self-reflection at the police station, and I brought her back."

Shawn's eyes narrowed in doubt, "Self-reflection? What did Molly do this time?"

Sebastian recounted the day's events, "The four of them got into a fight and ended up at the police station."

"Nonsense, Susan wasn't even home. How could there be four of them?" Shawn didn't believe it.

Sebastian slowly explained, "Technically, Teddy may be a baby, but he's still a person."

Shawn was stunned, "Teddy was there too?"

In the Olteran Mansion's living room, Sebastian detailed the day's events to Shawn, making sure to highlight Molly's role in the whole mess.