Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Mia was glad her husband didn't have any exes, but was upset that he seemed to look down on her.

So, the poor driving hubby got his fair share of scratches from his feisty kitty, Mia.

Upon reaching the office, Andre led Mia by the hand to the elevator.

"So, I heard I'm becoming a 'daddy' again?"

Mia felt a little guilty thinking about what happened on Saturday.

Andre asked, "Is it a girl or a boy you're carrying this time?"

Mia replied, "It's my anger this time."

Andre cast a quick look at Mia, who had lowered her gaze. "Nice," he remarked, his voice gaining an edge.

As they stepped out of the elevator, all people in the office turned their attention to the pair.

The way everyone stared made Mia think back to the question Andre had posed inside the elevator.

Did they all know about her supposed "pregnancy"?

A wave of anxiety washed over her.

She gripped Andre's hand more firmly, taking refuge behind him. "Honey," she whispered, "does everyone know?" "Yes, they all know."

Mia was on the verge of tears. She hadn't expected the news to spread so fast. She had only told a white lie.

"What should I do then? I don't have anything in my belly."

Andre felt needed at that moment.

"Tell them your anger has subsided, so there's no anger in your belly."

"How do I explain that? I... honey~"

Whenever Mia encountered a problem she couldn't solve, she started to act cute with Andre.

"Honey- what should I do?"

his office. Outside, the employees worked undisturbed, seemingly oblivious to their presence. Inside, Mia's anxiety grew. "Honey, should I just

replied, "They won't

grabbed the papers from Andre's grasp, disrupting his focus. "So, should I admit I deceived

reviewing the documents, but Mia intervened, closing the folder and forcing him to

word gets out, it'll spell trouble

with your lie, but you have to promise me, let me sleep in the

"Deal! I promise you."

Mia agreed readily.

got up and left the

front of the drink cabinet in the common rest area, picking

and asked, "Mr. Cedillo, you've managed to

had been hatching a plan in the

the elevator? It was to plant a seed of guilt

saw everyone

all she wanted was to explain quickly and avoid any

him sleep in

No way!

flavor, which other one is

of green apple soda, "Let

"Pick another one."

if Mia had a refreshing drink and regained her senses, his cunning

and handed it

"Fine."

bottles of drinks, wasted some time outside, then returned

rushed over, asking anxiously, "Honey, how

"The misunderstanding is cleared."

out a sigh of relief, patting her

handed it to her. "Sit on the sofa and wait for me. When I finish up, I'll take you out for

couldn't help but smile, charmed by her playful actions. Throughout his work, he'd occasionally steal glances at Mia lounging

room, even pulling a few documents from his bookcase. Upon realizing they were in languages she couldn't comprehend,

sofa, her gaze fixed on the ceiling, boredom evident. Her drink empty, she reached for another bottle. As she struggled with the cap, Andre

of observing her, minutes flew by for Andre. He then tapped on his desk to get her

over when she heard

her over. Mia walked