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?"

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

"They

Mia grabbed the papers from Andre's grasp, disrupting

continue reviewing the documents, but

gets out, it'll spell

you have to

"Deal! I promise you."

Mia agreed readily.

got up and left the

in the common rest area, picking out a drink for his cute

to pacify Mrs. Cedillo so

hatching a plan

in the elevator? It was to plant a seed of guilt

Mia saw everyone staring at her, her

would lose all reason. Now all she wanted was to explain quickly and avoid any misunderstandings.

sleep in the

No way!

the peach flavor, which other

of green apple soda, "Let Mrs. Cedillo

"Pick another one."

and regained her senses, his

and handed it to Andre.

"Fine."

bottles of drinks, wasted some time outside, then

over, asking anxiously, "Honey, how did it

"The misunderstanding is cleared."

sigh of relief, patting her small

sofa and wait for me.

sofa. As she did, Andre couldn't help but smile, charmed by her playful actions.

pulling a few documents from his bookcase. Upon realizing they were in languages she couldn't comprehend, she returned them, her face wrinkling in mild frustration. She then drifted to the

the ceiling, boredom evident. Her drink empty, she reached for another bottle. As she struggled with the cap, Andre watched, an amused smirk forming on his

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

looked over when she heard the

her over. Mia walked over and