Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Andre gave a sarcastic chuckle, "You're pretty slick, huh? Already calling other guys 'bro'?"

Mia glanced at the contact labeled "Bro" on her phone and said, "Darling, his name is Michael."

"He's a guy." Andre said.

Mia stopped trying to appease her friend and quickly turned around, taking her husband's hand, "Darling, he's just a friend I made recently."

"Already calling a guy you just met 'bro', must've made quite an impression." Andre said.

Mia hurried to calm her jealous husband, "No, no, don't be mad. I'll explain everything when we get home tonight, okay?"

She gently patted her husband's chest.

"I'm not mad." This was his last stand.

Mia played along to save his pride, "Mhm, my bad. You're not mad."

Everyone in the living room watched Mia placate Andre, which was quite a spectacle.

Andre glanced around. He had a hunch that no one believed he wasn't mad.

He cleared his throat awkwardly, dropping the hand that was on his chest, "Stop that, I'm about to burst into laughter." Still, Andre remembered there was a new "bro" in his wife's contacts. After dinner, Mia was dragged by her husband back to their room, "Come here, I need to talk to you."

Mia said, "Can it wait? I'm supposed to play with Molly and Leo soon."

It was their first time spending Christmas together as family members, and they planned to pull an all-nighter. But plans could be shattered in an instant, and Mia was whisked away.

she was being pulled upstairs, she told them, "Wait for me! I'll come down

their friend disappear. "Leo, I bet a dollar that

hundred dollars, Mia

glances, nodding in agreement. Because, it

the room, "Darling, what is it that you want to talk

uneasy, "It's Christmas, darling. Let's not fight." Andre turned around and said, "About this 'bro'

raised an eyebrow, oh, so he was still mad,

hospital. I thought he was a woman at first. We had a

woman, I was afraid that woman would be jealous of my wonderful husband, and that's why I didn't bring you along. Plus, darling, you wouldn't believe

grabbed Mia by the back of her neck, "Come to bed with me. I'm

no, let's not go to bed just yet. Let me finish. I find him interesting because of his profession. He's definitely not as interesting as you, nor as handsome or

as a ghost interesting? Weren't you the one scared out of your wits that day? Who was

kisses to appease her man filled with jealousy, "Darling, I think his profession could be very useful to me. Think about it, I've been to jail twice. I definitely can't get into fights anymore. But there are still so many people I can't stand, like Jillian and her family, as well as the people from the Mastin family. I can't beat them up, but I can still scare them, right? The next time those ungrateful people make my husband mad, I'll catch them and throw them into the haunted house, I'll have Michael and his friends scare the hell out of those bastards. This way, I won't have to lift a finger, right? And I won't get arrested, correct? I'm pretty smart,

up at her husband, with an expression that begged

wouldn't dare to make me mad. You usually beat

of schemes in your head, but you never

gaze change, and quickly pushed him away, "It's Christmas, I want

to escape, but before she could reach the door, she was picked up. Next thing she knew, her feet hit the ground and she was on the bed. With that, he held down her hands and

I don't want this kind

giving the gift. You have to

person beneath him. Mia blushed, biting her lip to stop herself from making any

is an all-nighter." Andre

struck midnight, the two people downstairs looked at each other,