Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

As the car started moving for the second time, Andre buckled up.

The car took three spins around the front yard, then headed towards the fountain. Mia tried to steer it in the opposite direction. "Stop the car," Andre yelled.

Then, the car came to an abrupt halt. His body jerked forward.

Thank goodness the seatbelt saved his life.

He showed his wife the correct route around the roundabout. Mia then resumed driving.

"Stop the car."

The seatbelt saved Andre's life once again.

"Mia, don't drive in the middle of the road, keep to the side."

About ten minutes passed, Andre shouted again, "Stop the car."

The seatbelt saved his life for the third time.

The constant braking made his chest ache a bit.

Andre coughed twice. He looked at his wife and asked, "How was the drive just now?"

"The road was rough," Mia replied in a soft voice.

Hearing her voice, Andre's anger evaporated.

He even tenderly comforted her, "Sweetie, you drove over the flowers."

Had there been a fence, she would have definitely crashed into it.

And if there was a cliff beyond the fence, they would have tumbled down by now.

Thankfully, this was just their own garden.

The garden of the Cedillo Mansion had superb scenery, with flowers of various colors and trees of all seasons.

Every morning, gardeners would bring fresh flowers to plant.

However, the newly planted flowers had barely been in the soil for half a day before Mia crushed them under the car.

this, Mia instantly felt sorry for the flowers. She unbuckled her seatbelt and was about to get out

eased off the brake, then attempted to

started to

his subordinates who couldn't remember things properly. He could punish those who repeated the

couldn't scold her because she would

couldn't hit her

really giving Andre a headache. The car door was already open when

at the slowly rolling car, she cried out, "Oh no!

relieved, thought, "she still had the chance to correct

the brake again, shifted gears, and slowly let off her foot. Once she

dashed off to check the flowers, shaking his head

he also turned off the

the ground, looking at the precious flowers crushed

together and eyes closed, Mia murmured as if in prayer, "I'm sorry. I'll try my best to revive you. If I can't, rest in peace in heaven. I'll hold a funeral for you." Andre was

up his pants leg and squatted beside her. "Are you

I'm rescuing. If the rescue fails, then, I

was

was the generation

trendy things his wife was into. Just this morning, he had to look up the difference between lip gloss and lip oil,

of the flower are in the soil. You need to pull it out first before you can bury it again," Mr. Cedillo reminded her, unable to bear watching

you make a lot

of the flower, she complimented her husband, "No wonder people think you're so great. You're smarter than the rest

looking at the broken stem in her hand, seemingly

looked at the flower in her hand and

flower still had roots, so it

roots were

middle of the stem and pulled. As a result, she broke

the flower was completely irreparable. The usually stoic Andre nonchalantly said, "You don't have to try

was crying out in the yard. Tears streamed down

It's just a flower,

quite right, Andre

Mia's crying,

happened? Did Andre bully you? I'll

over to Mia,

Andre's back, not too hard, just to let Mia know

who bullies you?" Mia pointed to the flower that she had crushed and then broken, "This one." Now, Hansen