Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Mr. Cedillo really didn't want to see his grandkids anymore. He said, "In my next life, I'd rather not be human than meet you again."

Later, Andre took the three little rascals home. On the way, Mia said to him, "Honey, you've got to admit, you're partly to blame for this mess. If you had told me last night who Chad was looking for, we might not have ended up bothering people today. But since you didn't tell us and didn't let us go out, we had to find our own fun, which ended up dragging dad into it. We'll reflect on it, and you should too."

Mr. Cedillo was so pissed he felt like ripping off the steering wheel. "Mia, how about I find a hobby class for you?"

Mia shook her head, "Nah, not interested."

"Think about it. I need some peace."

"Honey, can I come help out at your office?" she started to look for things to do.

Mr. Cedillo: "If you go, I'd end up having to wait on you."

Mia thought it over and figured he might be right. But where could she go?

Suddenly, she had an idea, "You know what, why don't you just dump me and send me back to my parents'?"

The two in the backseat watched Mia in the front, who left a business tycoon at a loss. She knew Andre loved her and wouldn't just abandon her.

Once they got home, Andre went into his study and took a deep breath. His phone rang, and he was a bit nervous.

Seeing it was Chad, he picked up, "Hello."

Chad told him, "We've found all the evidence and nabbed the suspect. Mr. Cedillo, we need your help again. We can't give the Marshal family any chance to bounce back." "Okay."

Chad asked, "Molly just said you guys went to the hospital. What happened?"

"Our kids got a bit carried away and ended up sending my dad to the hospital."

"Was Molly involved this time?"

Andre: "No, not this time."

Chad breathed a sigh of relief, good that she wasn't involved.

Marshal family raised abroad and

"Roger that."

Mia to a hobby class, she didn't agree but she was afraid her husband would force her or punish her. So she

Andre called his dad and reminded him, "Dad, you have to

said: "You're a

At the hospital.

up, making

you doing

Mia: "To visit you."

"I don't need it."

"You do."

laugh, "It's good for Mia to stay here with you. You just said

her hand, "You

left Hansen with a smile and

chair and sat by Hansen's

my

the phone anyway. Before

and it

to the hospital and

busy right now. Since Mia's there, let her take care of you

pissed, thinking that his son was no

her face and said, "Well, so you were calling my husband. Don't worry, he won't come today. I sent him a long heartfelt message at the hospital door just now,

threatening message his wife had just sent on WhatsApp. It was all her sweet nothings at first, but the last sentence was the crux: piss me off, and I might not come back to Maplewood Estates.

office and saw the smile on the president's face, "Mr. Cedillo, what did your

at his understanding

for Hansen in

skin with flesh still attached into the trash. Mia often broke the skin while peeling. Hansen:

me practice. Once I peel off the skin, you can enjoy

peeling, there'll be no flesh left. Why

at the half-peeled apple in her hand, which had indeed shrunk, "It's not that bad. I

If she ate them peeled, someone else would have done it for her.

that caregivers would peel fruits for patients. So she tried to do the same. "Dad, this knife