Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Andre looked down at the compliant Mia in his arms, always managing to surprise him by turning things in his favor.

It seemed like fate. His previous anger gradually dissipated.

Mia, being very good at reading people's mind, could sense her husband's improved mood and snuggled against him, "Andre, have I made up for my mistake? Please don't be mad anymore."

Andre didn't respond but simply told her, "Next time you decide to throw down, let me know first."

"Why?" Mia asked, looking up at him curiously from his arms.

Andre: "So I can back you up."

Mia burst into laughter, "Deal!"

Mia had managed to dodge a bullet. She could tell her husband was back to treating her like his precious gem. So she decided to bring up a question that had been on her mind for a while, "Honey, you've been wanting to get back for Naomi for a while now, haven't you?" Even just thinking about Naomi made Andre grimace. "She's weak and useless. She's been bullied for over a decade and she still lets it happen. Her soft heart is her downfall. As expected, no one compares to my wife."

Mia wasn't sure whether Andre was praising her or criticizing her. Based on her two fights, it seemed that Andre wasn't angry about the people she fought, but rather he was upset that she got into fights and put herself at risk. He was worried about her getting hurt. Mia deduced that her husband probably had long wanted to teach Ellory and Kyle a lesson. But since Naomi never complained to the Cedillo family, he didn't think it appropriate to interfere in the Mastin family's affairs.

But she was different, she would fight back. If the Mastin family dared to bully her, Andre would definitely step in.

Little did Ellory and Kyle know, they were so pathetic they couldn't even beat a girl, and got put in their place by her.

Andre told his wife, "Mia, you need to be decisive in your actions and leave no loose ends. Reputation is for others to see, not to create trouble for ourselves, got it?"

Mia nodded, she was starting to feel like Andre's pet kitten. "Don't worry, honey, I'm no saint."

condition, "You can fight, but you have to win. And you can't get hurt." Mia nodded again. "Rest assured, honey, so far I haven't met my

his wife was a formidable foe, but he also felt

masters in

like an old man? You're my husband, just pamper me and don't preach, it goes in one ear and

Mia's teasing. Having just pacified her

This was her second

would look like, the image filled her mind the moment she saw this house. Andre saw his wife appreciating the house and a satisfied smile crept up his face. He got up, took Mia's hand, and gave her a more direct tour of the house

the moment she saw

the joy in her eyes, Andre couldn't

test the comfort, got up and went to the walk-in closet, then to the window sill. She was like a never-ending cleaning machine, inspecting every room one by one. She didn't need Andre to guide

her in

have a private

you have so much wine

wine room, and told her, "You can roam around the first floor and above, but you

opened her mouth slightly, sneaking another glance at the basement.

look of interest

he took her to the outdoor lawn and let her play in the

for the entire afternoon, and returned to the Cedillo family with her husband for dinner. The moment they walked

his father's retreating figure; he knew his father

asked his daughter on the phone: "Molly, why haven't you

to her father's message: "You are on your own now. I'm back at the Byrne family." Hansen secretly chatted with his daughter-in-law. "Weren't you supposed to

and got caught. Molly was taken away by Chad for a lecture, Bruce and Naomi took Leo away, and I've already been scolded by Andre. It's your turn now." Hansen was speechless. In his bedroom, he looked at Mia's chat history on his phone and fumed, "I knew