The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride

As soon as heard Molly's words, the four elders around them left one after another. The young people nowadays were too open in their speech and actions! Molly had no choice; doing sports was worse than killing her.

Sebastian didn't expect such a good thing to happen suddenly. He was stunned for a moment, then said, "No, you can only offset one." Molly pouted, "No, ten."

Sebastian openly negotiated with her. "A kiss on the cheek counts as half; a kiss on the lips counts as two."

As soon as he finished speaking, the four elders in the living room all went back to their bedrooms.

Molly, unable to outplay Sebastian, got angry. "Sebastian, you're too bad. Go away, I'm not doing it." Sebastian immediately threatened. "I'll call Patrick right now."

Molly gritted her teeth. "Fine, a kiss it is."

Sebastian immediately let go of Molly, smiling triumphantly, and deliberately reminded her, "Think carefully about which kiss is more worthy."

Molly, kneeling on the yoga mat, wrapped her arms around Sebastian's neck. Just as she was about to kiss his cheek, Sebastian mischievously turned his head, causing their lips to meet instead. Molly immediately leaned back, her beautiful eyes blazing with anger.

Now that there was no one else in the living room, Sebastian turned around and sat on the yoga mat, holding Molly's waist. With a mischievous smile, he said, "If it's a kiss on the lips, you still owe me 20 kisses. If it's on the cheek, you owe me 90."

"Can I pay in installments?"Molly asked.

Sebastian said, "Installments usually come with interest."

"What interest?" As soon as she finished speaking, her head was held again. This time, she clearly felt the taste of a man invading between her lips and teeth, with a wild plundering.

The hand on her waist tightened, and the grinding on her lips grew increasingly painful. Sebastian's breathing gradually became heavy, the veins on his arms bulging prominently. His Adam's apple moved up and down as he swallowed, as if he wanted to swallow Molly entirely.

At the right moment, Sebastian let go of Molly. Seeing her red lips bleeding and her face blushing, he chuckled. "Pay back my 'principal' early, my interest compounds exponentially."

Molly's shy face turned red, and she still had Sebastian's taste in her mouth. "You broke the law, and to think you're the captain."

Sebastian laughed, wiping her moist lips with his thumb, a mark left from kissing Molly. The unintentional action added to the ambiguity between them, making Molly's ears turn red. Sebastian said, "Compound interest is appropriate." Sebastian started lying on the yoga mat. "Molly, hold my knees. I will begin to do 50 sit-ups on behalf of my wife."

Molly's neck turned red with embarrassment!

She knelt on Sebastian's feet, pressing his knees with her hands, watching him easily do sit-ups.

In the end, Sebastian did more than 50. He held Molly's waist with one hand, quickly turned around, and placed her on the yoga mat. In the living room, he was very careful. His breath was slightly warm as he warned the lying Molly, "Pray for your safety tonight."

After saying that, he got up and pulled Molly up as well. "I'm going back to the bedroom to take a shower."

In the evening, at the Chase family's dinner table, the family was having a good time. Ellie was curious about the final result. "How many sit-ups did Sebastian do?"

Sebastian glanced at the silent Molly. "Mom is asking you."

"Which ear did you hear Mom calling my name with?"

Ellie asked, "Molly, how many did Sebastian do?"

Molly bit her utensils and said guiltily, "About sixty or seventy."

Ellie looked back and forth between Sebastian and Molly, finally accepting it. Molly married into a "good family," but her son married a little troublemaker.

After dinner, Sebastian appeared in Molly's bedroom. He pointed to his own room next door. "I only have one request for you, it doesn't matter whether you move your luggage or not, but you must get yourself over here." Molly fiddled with her fingers and scratched her hairline. "I'll go, of course, I'll go. I need to go downstairs and watch TV with Grandma first."

After saying that, Molly quickly slipped away.

Soon, Sebastian also came to the living room, watching Molly, who was snuggling with Zoey and absentmindedly watching a drama. It didn't matter, he would watch too!

Zoey's drama ended at eight, but with Molly holding her arm, she was forced to watch until nine.

At nine, even the commercials were boring. Molly still held onto her. "Grandma, I can cast my phone to the TV. The drama you were watching earlier has the whole series, you can binge-watch it without any commercials." Zoey thought that was a good idea and was about to agree.

Sebastian said aside, "I recently encountered an elderly person who reported a case. They stayed up all night and ended up with a stroke. Watching TV daily has impaired their vision." Zoey immediately shook her head. "Molly, I'm sleepy."

Molly held onto Zoey's arm tightly. "Grandma, don't let Sebastian scare you. He's a cop, not a doctor. If that elderly person was sick, why would they go to him? It's clearly a lie."

Zoey looked at Sebastian hesitantly, only to hear Sebastian say, "Because she was scammed out of her money for medical treatment, so she reported the case and I saw her."

Molly immediately accused Sebastian, "That elderly person is so pitiful, why don't you hurry up and work overtime to catch the scammer and get her life-saving money back? What are you doing sitting at home?" Sebastian answered, "The scammer was caught that day."

Molly realized she couldn't outargue Sebastian, so she held onto Zoey again! "Grandma, Sebastian is talking about the elderly staying up all night. We can stay up once, it's no big deal."

Sebastian added, "Someone stayed up once and had a stroke."

Zoey immediately stood up. "I'm going to bed."

Molly called, "Grandma!"

Howener, Zoey left her.

Since Ellie's surgery, Timothy had strictly monitored her rest, making sure she went to bed on time.

This time, the living room was once again left with just Sebastian and Molly.noveldrama

Molly curled up on the sofa, holding the remote control. "I'm not sleepy. I haven't watched enough TV."

Sebastian smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll wait for you."

The TV was playing boring commercials, Sebastian asked, "Is it interesting?"

Molly stubbornly said, "Yes."

After saying that, Molly glanced at Sebastian not far away. She was yawning but still holding on. On the other hand, Sebastian seemed not to be sleepy at all, leisurely flipping through old newspapers at home. Molly lay on the sofa, her eyes almost closing. Sebastian asked her, "Going to sleep?"

Molly still held on. "I'm not sleepy."

Sebastian continued reading the newspaper. When Molly's eyelids were about to close again, he asked, "Sleepy?"

Molly forced her eyes open and shook her head. "Not sleepy."

Sebastian often used this tactic of over-tiring to interrogate criminals, and it always worked. He closed the newspaper and focused on Molly. "Going to sleep?" Molly shook her head. "Not sleepy."