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.

her

attempted to

started to roll

could scold his subordinates who couldn't remember things properly. He could punish those who repeated the same mistakes, helping them correct their behaviors. But, with Mia, it was

her because

couldn't hit her

giving Andre a headache. The car door was already

cried out, "Oh no! I forgot to

had the chance

off her foot. Once she was sure the car wouldn't

dashed off to check the flowers, shaking

off the car and

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

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

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

the rescue fails, then,

Cedillo was

was the generation

had to look up the difference between lip gloss and lip oil, which certainly expanded his knowledge. Now, he was watching his

the soil. You need to pull it out first before you can bury it again," Mr.

make a lot of

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

stem in her hand, seemingly

at the flower in her hand

had roots, so it might have survived if replanted

roots

result, she broke the stem in half, leaving the roots stuck in

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

Tears

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

his words weren't quite right, Andre

Mia's crying, Hansen came

Did Andre bully you? I'll beat him up with a

went over to Mia,

not too hard, just to let Mia know that he was on her side. "I've hit

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