The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride

He just bought a new car, and on the very first day, Molly ended up throwing up in it!

Sebastian found himself wishing he could call his police colleagues to arrest him, if only to escape this nightmare. He was ready to disown Molly as his sister-anyone else could have her. Sebastian opened the back door and looked at Molly, who was coughing and vomiting on the car seat.

He closed his eyes and told himself to learn to accept all this. After all, he was his "brother."

He got into the car helplessly and pulled Molly out of the back seat.

He dragged her limp body to the roadside so she could vomit more comfortably, squatting beside her and patting her back the whole time.

Sebastian usually kept water in his car, but since this was a new car, he hadn't prepared anything.

Across the street, he spotted a convenience store. Glancing at the groaning Molly, he said, "I'm going to grab a bottle of water. Stay put, okay?" "No."

Sebastian scolded her, "Don't even think about it. You're too drunk to cross the street."

"No."

Sebastian had a headache and didn't feel comfortable leaving her alone.

With no other option, he pulled out his phone, searched online for the store's contact number, and called the staff to deliver water, offering an additional tip.

He stayed by the roadside with Molly, helping her drink water, rinse her mouth, and patting her back for over ten minutes.

Sebastian took out a tissue to wipe her mouth, helped her back to the car, and then cleaned up the area where Molly had just vomited.

Sebastian also got back into the car and opened the windows for ventilation. Molly, having finished vomiting, passed out again and started sleeping against the car door. The vomit in the car left Sebastian helpless; he could only head home first.

At home, Ellie and Timothy were already there. Sebastian carried Molly to her bedroom. "Mom, goodnight. I'll go clean the car."

Zoey also went upstairs and looked at Molly, who reeked of alcohol, feeling sorry for her. "How did Molly drink so much?"

Sebastian's brand-new clothes were also wrinkled. He went to the yard and started washing his new car.

The summer heat meant the vomit would turn sour if not cleaned soon.

Timothy noticed the mess and decided to help. "Sebastian, I need to run something by you."

In the middle of the night, Molly woke up with a sudden need to use the bathroom. Ellie, still half-asleep, got up and accompanied Molly to the bathroom.

After Molly had slept off the alcohol, she started to come around a bit. "Mom, you don't need to stay with me. I'm okay now."

She shuffled to the bathroom, feeling grimy and desperate for a shower. Ellie managed to convince her to get some rest despite Molly's discomfort.

Sebastian couldn't sleep until late at night. He lay with his hands under his head, thinking about Molly's kiss that night. He thought, 'How will she face me tomorrow? Will she avoid me?'

He also mulled over Timothy's unexpected question about his future plans. There were so many unresolved issues at work, and it felt like everything was crashing down at once.

The next day, Molly woke up with a terrible headache and couldn't eat anything.

She went to the bathroom to freshen up, finally feeling a bit better.

Ellie didn't go to work today. She came to Molly's bedroom and scolded her, "I told you to drink less at dinner yesterday. How did you get so drunk outside?" Molly was confused. "Did I cry?"

"You cried last night, didn't you know?" Ellie was shocked.

Molly blinked. "Did I cry loudly?"

Ellie shrugged. "I didn't pick you up; you should ask Sebastian."

"Sebastian? Sebastian really came back?"

Molly was shocked; she thought she had dreamed it last night.

Ellie teased, "Sebastian wanted to surprise you yesterday. He took a shower, shaved, and wore your favorite clothes to pick you up. And you forgot all about it."

Molly, in her pajamas, ran out and hurried to Sebastian's door. "Sebastian, open the door."

She shouted for him to open the door while turning the doorknob herself. "He isn't here."

In the living room, Sebastian said helplessly, "Dad, when you have time, take Molly to get her eyes checked. This isn't the first time she's been blind." It's happened several times! Finally, Molly found the Sebastian she had been longing for in the living room.

Molly, in her pajamas, excitedly ran to Sebastian and hugged him. "Sebastian, if you didn't come back, I was going to call the police."

Sebastian smiled. "But I'm a cop. Who was it last night that said Sebastian was lost and I couldn't find him?"

The familiar words cleared Molly's mind. She muttered, "This sounds familiar. Who said it?"

Sebastian looked at her.

Molly asked, "Did I say it?"

Sebastian then looked at Timothy. "While you're taking her to the eye doctor, get a brain CT scan, too."

Molly didn't understand what he meant.

In her muddled mind, she recalled an unreal dream. "Sebastian, did I kiss you last night?"

As soon as she said that, everyone in the room was shocked.

Everyone seemed to freeze, their eyes locked on Molly clinging to Sebastian. Her arms were wrapped around his neck in a way that suggested something more than a friendly hug. Timothy's hand froze on the newspaper, Ellie's steps paused halfway down the stairs, Zoey bent over, and Max's eyes were wide with shock.

Sebastian was taken aback by Molly's bluntness.

"You were so sick from drinking last night. Do you really think I'd let you kiss me?"

Inside, Sebastian was shocked, but his calm demeanor made it hard to tell.

Molly mumbled softly, "So I was dreaming?" She felt mortified for having dreamt about kissing Sebastian.

Ellie slowly came downstairs, looking at Molly with some concern. She thought, 'Molly has always liked capable people, and Sebastian is excellent, handsome, and doted on her. Molly must have dreamed of kissing Sebastian last night.' Ellie took a seat beside Timothy, who set aside his newspaper in an effort to dispel the awkwardness. "When Molly was little, she often kissed Sebastian's face."

Ellie said, "Molly's grown up now."

Timothy was at a loss for words.

Sebastian also heard Ellie's words. He pried Molly's hands off his neck, pushed her away, and got up, deliberately avoiding her.

He even didn't need to ask; Molly's reaction told him she remembered nothing.

It saved him the trouble of deciding how to face her today with the three plans he had thought of last night.

Molly got up and followed Sebastian, sitting next to him. "Sebastian, where did you go during the days you were gone?"

"I had been working."

Molly asked, "How did it go?"

"Not bad."

Molly nodded and didn't ask further.

But Sebastian had something to ask Molly.

"Come with me to the bedroom."