Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Looking at Mia who was struggling to keep up the act, Andre was stunned.

He closed her phone, so pissed off that he completely forgot about checking his wife's chat history. Just seeing these browsing records and answers was enough to make him feel like he was going nuts.

She kept playing her part, and he continued to watch. The bedroom was eerily quiet. Forcing someone pretending to be asleep to maintain a fixed posture was a form of torment. In no time, Mia couldn't keep up the act. She closed her eyes, turned around, and then pretended to just wake up. She yawned, stretched, and then sat up. This was her usual morning routine.

She spotted the man sitting at the edge of the bed and asked in surprise, "Hey, Andre, you're back?"

Andre just watched her continue her act.

"Sweetie, when did you get back?"

Andre: "Five minutes ago."

Mia sat up from the bed and carefully approached her angry husband. "Andre, you've had a hard day. Let me give you a back and shoulder massage, okay?" Andre took her hands in his, wrapping his other arm around her waist, pulling her towards him. "How exactly were you planning on driving me crazy?" Mia thought, oh crap! He was starting to add things up.

Before she could act all sweet and innocent, Andre continued, "Exactly how were you thinking of divorcing me?"

Andre went on, "Do you want me or the money?"

Mia knew she was in trouble. She voluntarily wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in to kiss him. No more sweet talk. Time to charm him.

But today, Andre wasn't falling for it. Mia was a bit puzzled, "Honey, have I lost my charm already?"

Andre pinched her nose and pushed her onto the bed, "Tonight, you're going to reflect on your search history."

Mia: "And what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to come up with a new way to punish you."

husband so much that he didn't know how to

her hand and happily said to her husband, "Andre, I'll reflect properly. You just do your thing and

him, "Sweetie, take your time. Don't look at me, I'm afraid

at Mia. Before she could react, her hands

you're not going to hit me,

"I can't bear to hit you, but I'm

that, Mia's skirt was lifted

immobilized, her legs weren't free to move either. She felt she was too thin. Her wrists were as small as a child's, and both could be held by one of her husband's hands. If she had a

up again, I'll correct

time she apologized, Andre

not as beautiful as

Mia during the day. Leo looked at Molly and asked, "Won't your actions make your grandfather jump out of

he doesn't know,

just

Molly nodded.

someone knocked on the door. "Dad, it's Molly, I came to play

short of one person, mom

delighted, "Come in,

pushed open the bedroom

off the table, freeing up space for

that Mia couldn't join; she wasn't allowed to leave the room

you want

her teeth and shook

lifetime. Even if you don't love me anymore, I've loved you, and you

"You can only belong to me

Mia nodded again.