The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 433 She Voluntarily Put Her Hand On It

Randall trained until 8 PM. Even with the air conditioning on in the gym, he was drenched in sweat, lying on the ground. His body felt as if someone had hammered his bones into pieces. When Sebastian switched shifts in the evening, he still took an hour to visit Molly in the hospital.

In the afternoon, members of the Olteran family came by. Cindy wanted to stay, but Ellie showed up. It was better to have Ellie around Molly than Cindy. So, Cindy left again.

Sebastian sat by the bed, holding Molly's hand with the IV needle. "How many bags of IV did you get today?"

Molly replied, "Four bags. Sebastian, can you stay with me tonight?"

"I can't."

Sebastian interrupted her before she could finish. He knew what she was about to say-she wanted him to stay with her. Molly angrily pulled her hand away.

Sebastian looked at her and warned, "What? Vera was punished by Patrick yesterday. Don't make me punish you, too."

With that, Sebastian opened his palm, not saying a word. But it was clear that he wanted Molly to put her hand back in his. Molly wasn't blind to the situation.

Molly was sullen, thinking, 'Now, I can't even decide who holds my hands?'

She obediently placed her hand back into Sebastian's.

Sebastian held her hand again, feeling like he had just found a treasure chest.

Ellie felt a bit tired and unwell recently, so she said, "Sebastian, stay with Molly for a while. I'll go home to get some things and be back in half an hour." Ellie left, taking Zoey with her.

It was more comfortable for Zoey to sleep at home.

The hospital room was left with just Sebastian and Molly. Sebastian could be at ease.

He moved from the chair to sit by Molly's bed. Molly looked up at Sebastian, who was full of affection for her. She bit her lip, blinked, and looked at Sebastian. Molly murmured, "Sebastian, I really like you."

Sebastian let out a chuckle, then asked in a low, seductive voice, "You don't love me anymore? Just like?"

Molly didn't dare to look at Sebastian's eyes for long.

"No, I love you, too."

Sebastian commanded, "Say it again."

Molly's heart was in turmoil. A phrase that once rolled off her tongue effortlessly now made her unbearably shy. She hesitated. Sebastian grew impatient and urged, "Say it again."

"You say it first," Molly insisted.

Sebastian smiled. "You love me."

Molly's face turned red instantly, and Sebastian suddenly leaned closer. "You say it."

Molly bit her tongue, feeling a bit hot all over.

Sebastian wasn't blind. He saw her attempt to avoid his gaze and the flush on her cheeks.

He was in a great mood.

Finally, after his relentless efforts, Molly, who was clueless about feelings, finally had some reaction to him, even if it was very slight. "Sebastian, I love you. I love you the most. I'm crazy about you." Molly said several "love" in a row.

As expected, Sebastian laughed again, gently brushing her hand with his thumb. He looked at her with a playful glint in his eyes, "I love you too."

In the evening, the nurse didn't do rounds, so he wasn't worried about being disturbed. But Sebastian still kept some distance from Molly. He was afraid that if he got too close, he might make a move that would startle Molly. Molly said, "If you love me, stay with me tonight."

"Why do you need me to stay with you?"

Molly explained, "I feel safe with you, and I can sleep."

Sebastian exposed her, "Isn't it because you want to keep me by your side to supervise me getting some rest?"

Since Sebastian had been promoted, he had more responsibilities and busier tasks. He hadn't had a good rest for several days.

Molly felt sorry for him and insisted on keeping him by her side to make sure he got a good night's sleep.

Sebastian was well aware of her little scheme.

Molly added, "Since you know, just stay with me for one night."

Sebastian refused, "No, but I can promise to go to bed early tonight."

Molly knew she couldn't change his decision, so she just snuggled up to Sebastian, leaning on his shoulder. Even in silence, neither of them felt awkward.

When Ellie arrived, she saw Molly clinging to Sebastian's shoulder again. "I might as well glue you to Sebastian."

Molly nodded. "Sure, best if we can't be separated in the next life."

Sebastian smiled. He wanted to stay and chat with Molly more, but his time was up. He stood up and straightened his clothes, "Mom, Molly, I'm heading to the police station." Molly reminded, "Sebastian, remember what you said."

After Sebastian left, Ellie asked Molly, "What did you make Sebastian promise you this time?"

"I just asked him to rest early."

On the way back, Sebastian received a call from Sam. "Emily is missing, too."

Sebastian asked, "What about Dennis?"

Sam glanced at the detained Dennis. "He hasn't said a word." Sam questioned, "Sebastian, why did a retired official have the money to hire Zandonick's top lawyer to defend him?" Sebastian asked, "Has Glen's interrogation been completed?"

"He's on his way back." Sam asked again, "We've detained Dennis long enough. Do you think anyone will hold you accountable?"

He had detained Dennis for over 24 hours on a minor charge.

Sebastian couldn't explain directly, so he reassured indirectly, "Don't worry, I'll handle it."

Since Dennis had been captured yesterday, Vincent had been busily interrogating Dennis.

Vincent had warned Dennis not to fall into his hands. Now, he was determined not to let Dennis escape!

Vincent and Sebastian had a common goal.

Thus, Vincent would stand firmly behind him.

Timothy wasn't someone to mess with either.

If anyone tried to use the power of public opinion to threaten Sebastian, they were overestimating themselves! Who dared to stir up trouble in Patrick's "territory"? It was courting death! For now, the only thing that mattered was cracking the case as soon as possible.

So Sebastian couldn't afford to delay.

At night, while some places dimmed their lights, others remained brightly lit.

Vera checked her phone several times at night. Lying in bed, looking at the phone screen, she pouted and wanted to cry. "Patrick. Are you really not going to care about me anymore?"