Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love

Molly Wellington is such a person; when others are strong-willed, she can’t help but meet them head-on.

But now, when Abraham Redington was the first to show weakness, she unconsciously softened her attitude.

"Oh, really?" Abraham looked at the woman with her head lowered and a blush on her face, and suddenly had a mischievous thought.

He pinched her chin and lifted Molly Wellington’s beautiful face, making it impossible for her to avoid his scrutiny.

Abraham asked, word by word, "If you didn’t ignore me, then why did you turn off your cell phone?"

Molly was slightly stunned, showing confusion, "How did you know I turned it off? Did you call me last night besides replying with that ’oh’?"

Last night, Abraham’s indifference made her feel stifled, and in a fit of anger, she turned off her cell phone.

If she turned it off, and Abraham actually did call her, did she wrong him?

"I not only knew you turned it off, but I also know... you drunkenly called my name holding your cell phone last night." The man didn’t answer directly but instead suddenly revealed Molly Wellington’s secret.

He curled his lips and unusually chuckled, "Molly, even when you’re drunk, you keep calling my name. In your heart, you must love me dearly, right?"

"I... Who told you I was calling your name when I was drunk? I... I didn’t." Molly was flustered; she didn’t expect Abraham to bring this up suddenly.

In fact, she couldn’t remember when exactly she got drunk last night, let alone what she said or did after.

But the only thing that was spinning in her mind was ’Abbie.’

Because when she got drunk, she saw Abbie, who coldly shook off her hand more than two years ago.

That Abbie who was gentle to her before the college entrance exams, but never appeared again after they ended.

Abraham’s eyes darkened, "It’s your Mr. Harrison who told me."

"W-What? How... How do you know Mr. Harrison? Wait... he’s not my Mr. Harrison; I just met him yesterday for the first time."

"He’s obviously not yours." Abraham was very satisfied with Molly Wellington’s immediate disassociation from that man, proving that he didn’t matter to her.

"But Molly, last night he was the one who held you and brought you home. So, tell me, shouldn’t you properly answer my questions to make it up to me, hmm?"

Was she brought home by Mr. Harrison last night?

And he even carried her?

After a slight daze, Molly wished she could knock some sense into herself.

What on earth did she do last night, just because Abraham ignored her with a mere ’oh,’ she let herself get drunk and allowed a man she had only met one day to carry her home?!

Molly, who was never that casual and had never been this self-destructive, was filled with regret.

"I... I... I have no memory of anything from last night. I was too heartbroken, so... I’m sorry..." Molly knew any explanation would be futile.

If it were Abraham getting drunk and brought home by another woman, appearing intimate, she would be very concerned.

Moreover, Abraham, with his strong possessiveness, probably wished he could strangle her right now.

"Silly, there’s no need to say sorry." The man, who she thought would be angry, instead comforted her in a gentle manner.

Used to Abraham’s coldness, she didn’t expect this other side of him.

Abraham, uncharacteristically, embraced her and softly said, "Even though I was jealous and angry seeing another man bring you home last night, Molly... my darling, even drunk, the person you muttered was still me.

Even if that Mr. Harrison is interested in you, hearing your little mouth call out another man’s name, no matter how many thoughts he had, will be dispelled by you."

Abraham’s words left Molly Astonished.

The petty and hard-to-please Vinegar King Abraham wasn’t angry?

Just because she called his name when drunk...

[Update completed on October 22nd, see you tomorrow night~]