The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride

The sound of the balloon popping startled everyone in the room.

Theodore was also frightened. He grabbed the balloon himself, popped it, and scared himself. His little face immediately scrunched up, wailing.

Vera quickly picked up Theodore, patting his little butt, and laughed as she comforted him. "You scared yourself by your own doing. Molly didn't even blame you, and you still have the nerve to cry." Theodore's crying only intensified.

Vera quickly tried to soothe him again. "Alright, I won't accuse you anymore."

Just as Theodore was calmed down, Susan twisted another balloon, and it popped again.

The room was once again filled with Theodore's cries.

He wished to be by Patrick's side now.

Patrick had only been free for less than ten minutes before he had to take Theodore again. Sometimes Theodore's crying exhausted Patrick. Theodore was definitely the most difficult child he had ever seen. Feeling helpless, Patrick had to take Theodore for a walk on the lawn at night to comfort him.

Vera went back and picked up the air gun again. "Holly, Molly said you're a member of the Divination Association. What made you decide to do that?"

Holly replied, "When I was a kid, I was fascinated by things that couldn't be explained by science. Thus, I studied and researched whenever I had time. Over time, I learned a lot and became an expert." Molly said, "Did you bring your cards? You can do a reading for Vera and Susan later."

Holly didn't need cards. She looked at Susan and said, "Someone likes you."

Susan, who was quietly twisting balloons, was suddenly called out. She stared blankly at Holly. "Me?"

Holly nodded. "Don't be nervous. It's not the right match; it won't last to the end."

Vera had wanted to ask if it was Randall, but Molly's words made her swallow her question. "Then where is Susan's right match?"

"No rush, she's still young. The right match will come when it's time," Holly then asked Vera, "Vera, what do you want to know?" Vera replied, "My financial luck."

Late in the night, the room was filled with a festive atmosphere, and the floor was covered with balloons in red, pink, and off-white. "Molly, why didn't you hire a professional team to decorate your wedding room? Why do it yourself?" Holly asked curiously.

Molly replied, "It's a once-in-a-lifetime wedding. Outsourcing it to others wouldn't feel the same."

Vera, familiar with Molly's nature, said, "You still want to use the wedding as an excuse so Ellie won't rush you to the company."

Vera asked Susan, "Susan, do your parents plan for you to take over the family business in the future?"

Susan hadn't thought that far ahead. "I don't know. Vera, what do you want to do in the future? Holly said you could find gold even if you were picking up trash." Vera raised an eyebrow and smiled. "That's a secret."

"Holly, what are your plans for the future?" Molly asked.

Holly replied, "It depends on when Sam marries me. If he proposes before I decide to study abroad, I'll stay. If he misses the timing, then we'll let fate take its course." There was a knock on the door, and Theodore's voice came from outside.

"Oh no, it's almost eleven, and Theodore hasn't slept yet. I have to go," Vera put down the stickers and got off the bed.noveldrama

When she opened the door, Patrick saw the room full of balloons and handed Theodore to Vera without saying a word.

Theodore, who had been scared by the balloons, now wanted to play with them again after a few hours.

"We're leaving. You all should go to bed early," Vera said.

As they left, Vera saw Randall, who was also still awake, and kindly reminded him. "Randall, Holly said someone likes Susan recently." Randall casually responded, "I don't care." He probably thought it was about him again.

Vera added, "But Holly also said this relationship won't last."

This time, was not as carefree as before. "You believe everything she says? Can't you have some basic judgment and your own thoughts?"

Vera gritted her teeth, turned around, and coldly handed Theodore to Patrick. "Hold him!"

She rolled up her sleeves. "Randall, if I don't beat you until you beg for mercy today, then I'm not Vera."

Later, Theodore, who wasn't sleepy at all, became even more energetic after seeing Vera beat up Randall.

Patrick covered his eyes, but Theodore opened his mouth to bite Patrick, though he had no teeth.

It was getting late. Susan left, and Molly escorted Holly to the guest room. Afterward, Molly didn't return to the bedroom but purposefully pushed open Hazel's room and walked in. Everyone else was asleep, but the light in this room was still on.

Molly looked at the never-changing photo, the eternally frozen smile, and her nose tingled as her vision blurred. "Mom, I'm getting married tomorrow."

"What should I do? You're not here," Every time Molly saw Hazel, she couldn't help but cry; the person who loved her to the core left because of her.

"Mom, I miss you so much. My memories of you are becoming blurry," The sound of intermittent crying came from a bedroom in the silent house, the sobs being forcibly restrained.

After a while, the door was pushed open, and Molly and Shawn's eyes met.

Shawn walked in and said, "Go to sleep. Tomorrow's wedding will be exhausting. If you cry and your eyes swell, you'll be the ugliest one tomorrow."

Molly's mouth turned down, and tears uncontrollably flowed again. She cried, "Dad, I miss Mom."

Shawn replied, "It's okay. You'll meet her in the next life. In the next life, I'll protect you both."

Molly nodded, sobbing. "Okay, in the next life, I'll still be your daughter."

"Go to sleep. I'll stay with your mom for a while," Shawn sent Molly away. He sat in the chair, and talked to himself, "Honey, did you hear that? Molly will find us in the next life. Molly is getting married tomorrow and couldn't sleep, so she came over."

After Molly went back, she fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

When you miss someone intensely, you might meet them in your dreams.

The only clear memory from Molly's childhood was the green lawn with all the family members. However, today, the lawn was empty, and the surroundings were dreamily blurred.

On the lawn stood a gentle person, smiling at her. "Molly, are you crying because you miss me again?"

Molly's tears fell like rain, and she answered with a sob, "Yes, I miss you."