Chapter 552 Craving Cold Air

After scribbling out that guarantee letter, the cops took it for a look-see. Since they were all about owning up to their mistakes, the cops let 'em go home. By the time they stepped outta the police station, it was already pitch black.

Teddy? That kid was in his own world-slept, woke up, bawled, chugged some milk, and knocked out again, totally clueless about the time.

Not only was it dark when they left, but it was also freezing.

Vera touched his hand, and it was like ice.

She was about to ditch her coat to wrap up Theodore, but Patrick beat her to it. He whipped off his black trench coat and bundled up little Theodore. "Babe, you'll freeze," Vera said.

Patrick, all tough-guy, replied, "I'm good." No way was he letting Vera freeze for Theodore; that'd make him look like a total wimp!

Rocking just a thin suit jacket, he hustled Theodore to the car.

Once inside, Patrick cranked the heater to the max. He held Theodore, staring at his little face that looked just like his, snoozing under the black trench coat.

The kid had no clue he'd spent a whole day at the police station and was already on a first-name basis with the cops.

Vera sat quietly next to him, not saying a word.

As the car warmed up, Patrick handed Theodore to Vera and drove home, not waiting for Molly.

Randall, after getting a call from Susan, also bailed without waiting for Molly.

police station, shivering, and stuffed her hands

let her do whatever

glanced around the entrance, "Where's my ride?" Patrick had left with Theodore and Vera, and Randall had taken off. Finally, Molly looked

his pocket, grabbed her cold little hand, and led her to his car.

the

answered, all sassy and proud,

and looked at Molly, who had just said she wouldn't marry him. "Say that again." His eyebrows had a hint of sternness. His tone was icy, and

was spooked by

500 more words

throat moved slightly, "You were the

stubborn, "But 500

married you yet, and you're already showing your true colors. I don't think you

mistake, that's good." She straightened up, thinking

thought, "I should've made you handwrite 5000

and muttered under her breath, "Even if you made

the cramped car, Sebastian heard her loud and

grip on the steering wheel tightened, then relaxed. In the dead of winter, he rolled down the window to let the cold air cool him

wondered if he was out of his mind. How did he end up falling for someone as infuriating

Molly was

the cold so much, why don't you step outside and freeze? Close the window and turn on the heater. Let me warm up for a bit," Molly complained. Sebastian sighed, closed the window, restarted the car,

of his mind all day,

in, carrying the baby in one hand and dragging Vera with a

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