Sweet Mischief's Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 524

Molly woke up to find herself trapped in Chad's scheme.

"If you won't come out, fine. I don't believe you're not going to work tomorrow." Molly rose from Chad's embrace and sauntered over to the bed, flipping the covers and sliding in. "I'm not marrying you, just to make you mad. Dream on, Chad. Hope you stay single forever. Goodbye."

After her declaration, she even made a silly face at him, confident that Chad had no real power over her.

The next morning, Molly slept in, the sun already high when she finally woke. She blinked at the sight of Chad, who hadn't gone to work.

"Why aren't you at the office?" she asked.

"I took a day off," Chad replied casually.

Molly glanced at the door, then back at Chad. "How can you be so nonchalant about work?"

"Love you first, work second," he said with a smirk.

Molly wasn't in the mood for sweet talk.

She slipped out of bed quietly and made a beeline for the bathroom, searching for Chad's razor from the night before.

"Stop searching, I've got the blade right here."

Molly sighed, opening the door and rolling her eyes at Chad.

Chad's next words were serious. "Molly, I mean it. If you don't agree to marry me, I'll lock you in this hotel room until you do."

"Ha! I'll just call Andre to rescue me."

Molly looked around for her phone, but couldn't find it. She knew Chad had hidden it.

"Chad, where's my phone?"

"Do you really think I'd give it to you?"

She picked up the room's phone to call the front desk, only to see the cord had been unplugged.

Frustrated, she went to the window. Chad casually reminded her, "We're on the 28th floor. No one can hear you scream, and jumping would turn you into a pancake."

Molly closed the window quietly.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she ran her hands through her messy hair, annoyed. "I don't believe you'll keep me here when I have my exam tomorrow."

Chad had to seriously consider her words about tomorrow.

An hour later, Molly stood at the bathroom door, red-faced and clutching her stomach. "Chad, you're inhuman. Who forces someone to marry them like this, using their basic bodily functions as leverage? Move, I need to pee."

Chad was resolved to cut through the mess using an irresistible tactic.

"Will you marry me?"

"Never."

Chad simply replied, "Then hold it."

Furious and nearly in tears, Molly pleaded, "Bro, please. Let me use the bathroom."

"Will you marry me?" Chad asked again.

Biting her lip, tears welling up, she finally exploded.