Chapter 715 Want to Return to My Parents' Home
Molly glanced at herself in the mirror and suddenly thought of Randall. "I wonder when Randall and Susan will finally get together. I can't wait to go to Randall's wedding."
"Yeah, I bet it won't be long now."
A little while later, Patrick headed to the bathroom. Vera said, "Alright, I'll hang up now. See you tomorrow."
After hanging up, Patrick went to the bathroom. "Teddy's been sent over. Tonight, it's Dad's turn to deal with him."
Vera couldn't figure out how she ended up with such a son. Teddy's temper might be her fault, but his difficult nature was all Patrick. He was a mix of crying, tantrums, and a bad attitude, and she had no idea where it all came from.
At Chase Manor.
Molly finished her skincare routine and went straight to the walk-in closet, pulling out a long evening gown.
"Randall and Susan aren't married yet. Why are you wearing a gown now?" Sebastian asked.
Molly replied, "Randall and Susan aren't married, but the daughter of one of our factory partners is getting married. Mom wants me to go with her. I feel like I've gained weight recently, so I need to see if the dress still fits. If it doesn't, I need to lose some weight."
Molly held the dress up to the mirror, casually tied her hair up, and started taking off her pajamas.
Sebastian had been lying in bed reading, but when he saw the alluring sight in the closet, he closed his book, got out of bed, and walked over.
"Sebastian, since you're here, can you help me with the zipper on the back?" Molly asked, looking at Sebastian in the mirror.
Molly moved her hair to one side, revealing her smooth back.
Sebastian reached out with his large hand, grabbed the zipper, and helped Molly zip up the dress.
Molly looked at herself in the mirror, feeling the fit. "My waist is slimmer, but the chest is tighter."
She seemed mostly satisfied. "Sebastian, can you unzip it for me?"
Sebastian unzipped the dress for her. As Molly was about to put her pajamas back on, Sebastian grabbed her hand. "Don't bother. You'll just have to take them off again."
Before Molly could react, she was swept into his arms. "Sebastian, Sebastian."
As they lay on the bed, Molly's breathing quickened, and she immediately threatened, "If you don't stop, I'll go back to my parents' house tomorrow and won't come back..."
The threat only made things more intense.
As the night deepened, the room was filled with the sounds of their passion. The curtains swayed gently in the breeze, and Molly's body glistened with sweat.
Later, Molly, panting, asked Sebastian, "Sebastian, is this your daily workout?"
Sebastian, breathing heavily, replied, "This is just part of it."
Molly planned to go back to her parents' house the next day and didn't intend to return.
Vera also wanted to go back to her parents' house. She shouldn't have sent Teddy away. It felt good at the time, but now Patrick was too happy.
Vera's fingers, which had been scratching Patrick, were now tightly held above her head. "Patrick, Patrick, please, go get Teddy back. I miss him."
Patrick looked down at Vera. He had finally gotten rid of the "nuisance," so there was no way he was bringing him back.
"Vera, a tiger doesn't negotiate on an empty stomach." Even if he did, it would depend on his mood!
With her claws controlled, Vera had no choice but to submit.
Vera preferred having Teddy around. Even if Patrick had needs, he wouldn't be too reckless with Teddy there, and their married life was more harmonious. Without Teddy, Vera had to give in, or Patrick wouldn't stop.
Vera bit her lip, her face flushed, planning in her mind: Go back to my parents' house! And not come back!
In the middle of the night, everyone finally fell asleep. Vera was too exhausted to even put on clothes and fell asleep immediately.
Molly drew a "line" on the bed, but her poor sleeping posture made her cross it first.
Only Randall, on the mountaintop, looked at the sky, his eyes wide awake.
Next to him, Susan was asleep. She tried to turn it over but found it uncomfortable, so she stayed in one position.
There were a few bottles of beer in the car. Randall picked one up but then put it down.
"Susan?" Randall turned to look at the sleeping Susan and smiled.
The next day, at dawn.
Susan woke up to find Randall gone. She sat up in a daze. "Randall?"
She got out of the car, opened the door, and shouted, "Randall?"
Just as she was about to call him, Randall appeared with water droplets on his face. "There's an RV campsite over there with a place to wash up. I didn't wake you because you were still asleep."
Susan felt relieved.
Randall took Susan to wash her face. She had drunk a bottle of beer the night before, and her mouth felt sticky, so she rinsed it several times.
"Randall, look, there's an RV over there," Susan said, pointing excitedly. Randall handed her a tissue. "Want to check it out?"
Susan nodded.
Randall led her over. They saw a middle-aged couple and a small dog.
The couple was already cooking.
Seeing the young couple, they were curious. "Did you camp on the mountaintop last night too?"
Randall replied, "Yeah, we got here late, so we didn't go back."
Susan crouched down to pet the dog, but it barked at her, scaring her off.
"Can I see your RV? I've never seen one up close," Susan asked curiously.
"Sure, come on in," the woman said, leading Susan inside to show her around.
Randall chatted with the man outside. "Sir, you don't sound like you're from around here."
"We're from out of town. We retired this year and decided to buy an RV to travel around. We got here yesterday," the man said, adding seasoning to the food. "You haven't eaten yet, right? Stay and have a meal with us."
Randall politely declined. "The girl in the car has a class soon, and I have to go to work. We don't have time, but thank you for the offer."
He continued chatting with the man. "When I retire after working hard for half my life, I'll buy an RV and take..." Randall paused, then continued, "Take my wife to travel around."
Susan came out of the RV, excitedly telling Randall, "Randall, it's amazing inside. There's a bathroom, a shower, tables, and chairs that turn into a bed. I want one too."
Randall said, "I'll get you one when we're older."
The man added, "You should see the sights while you're young. Seeing them when you're old is just to make up for regrets."
Randall smiled but said nothing.
After a brief interaction, they didn't exchange names. They were just passing through each other's lives, a fleeting encounter in the vast sea of people, never to meet again.
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