Chapter 263 You Can't Break the Contract!
The guy tracking Robert told Quinn, "Mr. Perot's at Silverleaf Suites."
After hanging up, there was a huge crash in the room.
Quinn had smashed everything to bits.
Then, she slumped to the floor, feeling super uneasy.
Robert's attitude towards Molly was changing fast. Even the night before his wedding, he chose to see her.
It seemed like marriage wouldn't stop him.
Quinn had sensed it for a while. Robert didn't love her; it felt more like a duty.
But if he realized that duty was misplaced, what would he do?
Quinn had seen Robert's cold side with Molly. She worried one day, she would be the target of his aloofness.
At least Molly had known him since they were kids, while Quinn had been deceiving him from the start. Now, that sense of duty was fading.
Robert kept compensating her and avoided talking about kids, suggesting she was just his wife in name.
Normally, this wouldn't matter since the wealth Robert gave her was enough for a lifetime.
But if it was Molly, it was a whole different story.
The more she thought about it, the more scared she got. Quinn picked up the phone and gave instructions, "Deliver the documents when the wedding starts tomorrow."
Her eyes were as evil as a scorpion in a toxic pool.
This time, she'd make Molly wish for death!
At Silverleaf Suites, Molly had packed up and was ready to move out in the morning.
She had promised to stay until the night before Robert's wedding.
After a bath, she checked Harrison's test results; everything was fine.
The specialist Robert found would consult on Harrison's case tomorrow and propose a surgical plan.
This specialist had a high success rate. If he operated, it was almost a sure thing.
The surgery was set for 2 p.m. the day after tomorrow. Tomorrow morning, Harrison would attend the Koch Group's farewell party.
With the Koch Group going bankrupt, Harrison was worried about his long-time employees and wanted to see them off personally.
Thinking about the busy day ahead, Molly took a bath and went to bed early.
The door opened, and Robert walked in. A neatly packed suitcase was in the living room.
Instantly, anger surged in him. Molly really couldn't wait.
He opened the bedroom door a crack. It was dark, but he could see her delicate curves on the bed, which made him even more irritated.
How ironic! Whether he got married or not didn't affect Molly. She was eating well, sleeping well, and might even be happy.
Robert quietly took off his clothes and sank into the soft bed.
For a moment, Molly thought she was dreaming.
Worried that poor sleep would affect her tasks the next day, she had taken a sleeping pill, so her head was still groggy.
Seeing Robert's face, she didn't hide her disdain and muttered, "Crap."
How could she dream of this jerk even in her sleep? Talk about bad luck.
Robert's face turned grim instantly.
He grabbed her butt hard, punishing her.
Molly cried out in pain, opened her eyes, and saw Robert's face.
Her mind cleared, followed by disbelief.
"Robert?" She blinked, and after confirming it was him, she got so mad she almost spat out blood.
How could Robert, who was getting married tomorrow, be in her bed? Shame on him.
Molly frowned and said, "What are you doing here? Isn't our agreement over?"
The deal was supposed to end when he got married.
It was her fault for not locking the door at Silverleaf Suites.
Every time she had locked it, Robert kicked it open and punish her endlessly.
Over time, she stopped locking the door to let Robert in easily.
She had no choice; this was Robert's home.
If she didn't need his help, she would've kicked him out by now.
The disgust in Molly's eyes was so obvious it made Robert's anger flare up.
He turned over, grabbed her chin, and said angrily, "Am I married now?"
As he spoke, Robert pulled down her pajama pants and reached between her legs.
Molly was completely shocked by his shamelessness.
"Let me go!" She struggled and screamed, "Don't touch me!"
Robert was determined. He pinned her hands and feet to keep her still.
Molly panicked. In desperation, she headbutted him hard.
She used so much force her head turned red.
Robert stopped, looked at her, and smiled sinisterly.
"Ms. Koch, you've got quite the backbone." He sat up, clicked his lighter, and the blue flame made his face look even more chiseled.
He lit a cigarette, held it at the corner of his mouth, his collar open revealing his collarbone, and said, "Ms. Koch, are you trying to break the contract?"
"What do you mean?" Molly glared at him, ready to fight, but felt a bit panicked.
Her resistance was instinctive; she loathed having sex with him.
Even if Quinn knew everything, Molly couldn't accept it, but she was too weak to resist him.
"Nothing much. Since Ms. Koch refuses me, I'm willing to end our agreement early." Robert stood up, picked up his coat, his face looking like a sober devil in the backlight.
Molly stumbled out of bed, grabbed his hand, and spluttered, "Robert, you can't break the contract!"
Robert's dark eyes were like bottomless pits, and his lips were cold. "Aren't you the one who wants to end it?"
Molly's lips tightened. She knew what he meant and said angrily, "Robert, are you not satisfied with Quinn? Are you obsessed with my body?"
Robert squinted. "You think highly of yourself."
"Yeah, you gave me this confidence." Molly was almost driven mad by Robert.
Going against him, she ran her fingers over his abs and mocked, "Mr. Perot, you just want to have sex, right?"
Every move and look from Molly challenged Robert's dignity.
She said softly, "Anyway, for me, being bitten by a dog once or ten times makes no difference."
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