The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 621 Sebastian's Helplessness

So, Sebastian was starting to see his marriage as just a formality.

At the Chase Villa, if it weren't for the constant wedding prep reminders, Sebastian noticed that even his parents and grandparents thought it was weird for Molly to sleep in the same room as him. Even though they were legally married, the family's old-fashioned ways were really getting on Sebastian's nerves.

"Molly, check this out..." Ellie walked into the doorway and was so shocked by what she saw that she dropped the notebook she was holding.

The sound made the two who were kissing freeze and look towards the door.

Molly sprang from the chair, causing a bottle of skincare on the table to topple and shatter upon the floor.

She didn't care about anything else. She turned around, pressing her back against Sebastian's chest. "Mom, I, listen to me," Molly stammered nervously.

Molly's mindset hadn't shifted after marriage. She still thought of herself as a single, unmarried girl, and the kiss with Sebastian just now felt wrong, making her instinctively panic.

But she had no idea how to explain it after Ellie stumbled upon them kissing.

Even Ellie was a bit flustered. She knew she should leave, but her feet felt glued to the floor.

Sebastian also felt a wave of awkwardness. Usually, he could sneak into Molly's room at night to tease her, but that was when they were alone. Now, being caught by Ellie, it was a whole new level of awkward. Quickly, Sebastian composed himself, his hand naturally resting on Molly's shoulder. "Mom, we are married."

Molly's brain short-circuited, and she instinctively turned to Sebastian and said, "No, it's not..." Then she stopped herself and looked at the door. "Yeah, Mom, we really are married."

Ellie picked up the notebook from the floor, trying to stay calm. "Okay, Molly, come to my bedroom later, no, come to my study. I need your help."

Molly nodded frantically.

Ellie turned and quickly left Molly's doorway.

The room was left with just the two of them again. Sebastian leaned against Molly's vanity, feeling a bit helpless. He was the only one in the family who saw Molly as his wife; the rest of the family still treated Molly like his sister. "Molly, come to my room tonight?" Sebastian asked.

Molly squatted on the floor, picking up the broken bottle. "Sebastian, my skincare, Vera just recommended it to me." After becoming a mom, Vera was super worried about wrinkles and always took care of her skin. Many of Molly's skincare products were recommended by Vera.

Sebastian said, "You're still young, you don't need anti-aging stuff."

Molly felt distressed, "It costs four thousand dollars."

After a moment, Sebastian said again, "Molly, tonight, come to my..."

"I'm going to find Mom," Molly bolted.

The bedroom was left with a helpless Sebastian. He sat on the stool at Molly's vanity, looking at the broken bottle on the floor, silently noting the brand of the skincare product.

Molly went to Ellie's study, and both of them felt awkward.

Molly scratched her head, "Mom, what do you need me for?"

"Just picking an invitation envelope design," Ellie replied.

Molly walked over, checked out the styles, and liked them all. She finally picked one that matched her wedding theme. "This one, it's festive."

After making the choice, Ellie hesitated for a moment before speaking up, "Molly, if you and Sebastian really want to live together, I won't stop you. It wasn't appropriate for you two to share a room before marriage, but since you've already tied the knot, do whatever you want. I'm very rational."

Ellie felt a bit strange. She didn't get as excited about Molly's marriage as others did. Plus, Molly was still living at home. However, it was better than her daughter marrying out, as the 'daughter' was still marrying into her family. Molly shook her head, "Mom, please set aside your rationality. I think having my own room is pretty good." After getting married, Vera most wanted to have separate rooms. After having kids, she wanted it even more. As for why she hadn't separated rooms yet, it was because she didn't have the courage to tell Patrick, only daring to talk about it with Molly.

Despite being married, Molly still felt good having her own private space.

After a while, Molly returned to her bedroom.

Sebastian was no longer there, and the broken glass on the floor had been cleaned up by him. The spilled skincare had also been mopped up, and he had left after tidying up. Sometimes, Molly felt very lucky to have met a good man like Sebastian.

Over at the Olteran Villa, Vera was playing with Theodore. "Theodore, roll over again."

Theodore was tired of rolling and lay still.

"Roll over, Theodore," Vera repeated again. Theodore remained unmoved.

Patrick hadn't come back yet, and it was already late at night.

At two in the morning, Patrick received a confirmation message on his phone. Scott sat on the chair in front of Patrick. "What's the news?"

Patrick typed on his phone: [Do it.]

Finally, his day had come to an end.

From morning till night, he hadn't started any work or gone home. No one dared to disturb him, and Patrick had barely left his chair, all for this final command.

It was late at night, and all the employees had left. The entire building was shrouded in darkness, and the bustling city below had quieted down.

In the dim room, Patrick took out a cigarette from the drawer and lit it. The dark red flame flickered in the darkness, the sparks on the cigarette glowing and fading. The slowly exhaled smoke filled the dim room, creating a hazy illusion. The smoke gradually dispersed around the stern Patrick, adding a touch of coldness to his face.

Having been friends for long, Scott could understand his thought without asking.

Late at night, a loud explosion was heard on a suburban road in Zandonick, audible from afar. Then, a raging fire erupted, as if to burn everything down.

Across the road, a man dressed in black silently observed as the burning car consumed the struggling figure, watching as his life came to an end. Half of the cigarettes in the box were gone when Patrick's phone rang. He answered and put it to his ear.

"Mr. Olteran, the task is complete," a voice came from the other end.