The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride by Whispering Willow

Chapter 607 Good Night

The night breeze was soft, and with Randall sometimes wrapping his arm around her shoulder and occasionally tapping her head, Susan felt a warm glow inside. She couldn't quite put it into words, but right then, the wind felt so gentle, and the night seemed perfect. Whenever she was near Randall, Susan's cheeks would turn a light pink, hidden in the hazy moonlight, keeping her feelings a secret.

There was no one else around, but with Randall by her side, Susan wasn't scared of the quiet, empty night road at all. She even wanted to walk along the curb so Randall could hold her hand.

But Randall, being Randall, blocked her with his arm, guiding her to walk on his side. "Watch it, or I won't carry you if you twist your ankle."

She should've known, Randall's sweetness never lasted long! Susan shot back, "Then I'll call an ambulance. When it comes, it won't take you."

Randall reached out and pinched Susan's cheek. "Look at you, so tough. Planning to ditch my passenger seat?"

"Randall, that hurts," Susan said.

Randall loosened his grip a bit, his arm still around Susan's shoulder. They walked down the road illuminated by bright streetlights, with the sky glowing from a cold white moon and a few twinkling stars. Their shadows stretched long on the ground, and from a distance, Susan's soft voice could be heard asking, "Randall, how much money did you make?"

been hanging out with Vera too much? You're starting to

worried you don't have enough. I can

bright. "Save your money for your wedding. I can still afford a car myself." As

for a while. She and Patrick

would stay asleep and not wake up. Finally, Theodore just stirred a bit, his chubby little face and tiny hands resting peacefully as he slept. Patrick took a small blanket specifically for Theodore and covered him. Vera got up and breathed a sigh of relief. Patrick looked at Vera, who had been so formidable last year, fearing nothing but him. But this year, she probably never imagined that

to close the window, she reached out to feel the temperature. "When Randall and Susan left earlier, we should've let them take one of your cars. It's so late, and they

looked at the unhappy Patrick. She directly asked, "Is Randall not behaving at the

Theodore, his heart softening a bit. "Theodore is the most

climbed into bed, lifted the blanket, and snuggled in. She looked at Theodore sleeping peacefully between them and said, "Honey, let's not jump to conclusions. Wait until he's twenty before making any judgments. After all, neither of us were

face and gently stroked his hair. "Honey, before we take any baby pictures, let's shave

school, I'll take him to pick you up,

the roadside. As they were about to get a ride, Susan pulled Randall's hand and pointed to a restaurant across the street. "Randall, you went to help someone

it's cold outside. You should go home first." But Susan stubbornly pulled Randall's hand, crossed the street, and

was standing by the cash register. Randall pointed, indicating for Susan to find a place to sit while he went