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.

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

attempted to exit the car without

started to

could scold his subordinates who couldn't remember things properly. He could punish those who repeated the same mistakes, helping them correct

scold her because she

couldn't hit her because she would

Andre a headache. The car door was already open

she cried out, "Oh no! I forgot to

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

the brake again, shifted gears, and slowly let off her

as Mia dashed off to check the flowers, shaking

also turned off

was Mia, squatting on the ground, looking at the precious flowers crushed into the soil. The beautiful flowers, flattened by the car

her hands clasped 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.

pants leg and squatted beside her. "Are

rescue fails,

was speechless

this was the

understand the trendy things his wife was into. Just this morning, he had to look up the difference between lip gloss and lip oil, which certainly expanded his knowledge. Now, he was watching his adorable wife digging

out first before you can bury it again," Mr. Cedillo reminded her, unable to bear watching her

hubby, you make a lot

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

at the broken stem

in her

it might have survived if replanted

roots

and pulled. As a result, she

irreparable. The usually stoic Andre nonchalantly said,

was crying out in the yard. Tears streamed

don't cry, sweetheart. It's just a flower, it's not like... cough

his words weren't quite right,

crying,

Andre bully you? I'll beat him

over to Mia,

playfully swatted Andre's back, not too hard, just to let Mia know that he was on

Hansen with teary eyes. "Andre didn't bully me." "Huh? Then who bullies you?" Mia pointed to the flower that she