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.

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

off the brake, then attempted to exit the car without changing

car started

could punish those who

couldn't scold her

hit her

a headache. The car door was already open when Mia

rolling car, she cried out, "Oh

had

gears, and slowly let off her foot. Once she was sure the car wouldn't roll

to check

off

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

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. I'll

and squatted beside

rescuing. If the rescue fails, then, I am

was speechless

this was the

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

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

make a lot of

flower, she complimented her husband, "No wonder people think you're so great. You're

was looking at the broken stem in her hand, seemingly frozen in

in

so it might

roots

had gripped the middle of the stem and pulled. As a result, she broke the stem in half, leaving the roots

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

in the yard. Tears streamed down her cheeks, drop by

wiped her tears, he comforted her, "There, there, don't cry, sweetheart. It's just a

words weren't quite right, Andre

Mia's crying, Hansen

Mia, what happened? Did Andre bully you? I'll beat

over to Mia, asking

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

didn't bully me." "Huh? Then who bullies you?" Mia pointed to the flower that she had crushed and then broken, "This one." Now,