The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride

Sebastian was stunned. "So, my hospitalization is actually a good thing for you?"

Molly grinned.

After a bit, Ellie and Timothy came back to the room, and everyone felt more relaxed chatting together.

Ellie asked, "Why did those two leaders visit today?"

Timothy replied, "They're still looking into Sebastian's car accident. They must've found something, and with all that online buzz, the big shots had to come to see Sebastian to calm people down." Molly turned to Ellie and Timothy. "I'm not leaving tonight."

Ellie replied, "Don't make a fuss. Timothy will stay at the hospital tonight."

Molly lifted Sebastian's blanket, took off her shoes, and slid her legs under. "You guys hang out for a bit and then head out."

They looked at Molly, exasperated.

Sebastian knew if she didn't stay, she'd argue with Ellie and Timothy all night. Since he could manage, he said, "Let her stay. Let her feel like she's contributing so she won't bother us in the future." Molly nodded.

Ellie and Timothy left, feeling reassured. Molly happily saw them off, watched them drive away, and then quickly ran back to the room. "Sebastian, I'm back!"

Sebastian's thoughts were interrupted, and her cheerful voice made him smile.

Molly locked the door and started setting up the sofa to sleep on.

She was excited like she was finally doing something important, and her happiness was infectious, making Sebastian feel good too.

Molly asked, "Sebastian, did the doctor say you can eat watermelon?"

Sebastian replied, "I can eat normally."

Molly removed her makeup, put on a mask, went out, and came back with a big watermelon and two spoons.

"How do you eat a watermelon without cutting it?" Sebastian asked.

Molly said, "Vera can smash a watermelon in half with one punch. Try it, bro."

Sebastian wasn't as rough as Vera. He grabbed Molly's bag, unzipped it, and found a small knife to cut the watermelon.

"When did I put a knife in my bag? I don't even remember," Molly said, puzzled.

Sebastian handed her half the watermelon. "When you first got this bag, you said you looked good and were carrying an expensive bag. You were worried someone might try to kidnap you, so you put a knife in there for safety." Molly thought, 'That sounds like me.'

She sat on Sebastian's bed, placed the watermelon on her lap, and started looking for a movie on her phone.

Sebastian was also checking messages on his phone.

Since he made the news, many people had messaged him to ask how he was.

He had replied to dozens of people during the day, but there were still over two hundred messages left.

"Sebastian, what are you looking at?"

Molly grabbed his wrist to see his phone. When she saw all the messages, she was shocked. "Oh my God, how long will it take you to reply to all these?"

Sebastian handed her his phone. "My neck hurts from looking at the phone. Help me reply." He scooped a spoonful of watermelon and fed it to Molly.

Molly put down her phone, took Sebastian's, and ate the watermelon he fed her. "Sebastian, Gabriel Palmer wants to know which hospital you're in. He wants to visit."

Sebastian replied, "Tell him not to bother. He's out of town, and it's a waste of his time. I appreciate his concern, though."

Molly nodded and started replying to messages as if she were his assistant.

"Sebastian, how should I reply to this one?" Molly raised her hand so he could see the message without straining his neck.

Following his instructions, she replied to the messages.

Their planned movie time turned into message-replying time.

Molly shifted around, sometimes leaning on Sebastian's shoulder, sometimes lying at the edge or foot of the bed.

After finishing, she was exhausted and full from the watermelon.

She got water for Sebastian to wash up, then crashed on the sofa under a blanket after a long day.

Sebastian, still in his neck brace, felt helpless.

He thought, 'Forget it, I'll do it myself. Molly's tired too.'

As he was about to get out of bed, Molly suddenly sat up from the sofa, startling him.

"I forgot something," she said.

She knelt behind him, gently removed the neck brace, and set it aside.

"Alright, you can sleep now," Sebastian said.

Molly yawned, rubbed her hands, and gently massaged his neck. "Sebastian, I'm not very skilled. Let me know if it hurts."

Her hesitant touch felt like feathers on his shoulders and neck.

He didn't refuse. The quiet ward made it easy to feel sleepy.

He could hear Molly yawning occasionally, but her hands never left his shoulders.

After half an hour, Molly's hands were too sore to continue. She sat on the bed, deflated. "Sebastian, lie back slowly, rest your head on my arm, and I'll pull it out." Sebastian looked up at Molly, her eyes teary from exhaustion.

He held her sore hand and moved her wrist. "Let's make do for tonight. You can go home and get a good night's sleep tomorrow."

Molly shook her head. "I promised to stay with you."

At the Olteran Mansion, Vera admired the waves on her belly. "Patrick, come on. It's moving again."

Patrick, just out of the shower, walked over while drying his hair. He placed his hand on Vera's belly, feeling the movement.

Vera placed her hand on Patrick's. "Honey, do you think it knows we're its parents?"

"No."

Vera continued, "Randall and Molly really want to see the baby move, but they aren't home."

Speaking of Molly, Vera suddenly said, "Honey, can we visit Sebastian at the hospital? Will people accuse you of colluding with officials?"

Patrick smiled. "It's not that sensitive. If you want to go, I'll go with you tomorrow."

Vera said, "At this critical moment, we should be cautious. Sebastian had the accident while investigating the Wallace family. Not visiting him would seem too cold-hearted. Besides, we're also Molly's family." Patrick looked at Vera, appreciating her thoughtfulness. "When we go tomorrow, let's bring Shawn. Vincent and Cindy will visit with their colleagues, so we'll go privately. We can also get a check-up for you."