Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

She adjusted her sitting position slightly, letting her feet touch the ground, "Does this feel more normal now?"

Andre still looked quite skeptical, "After dinner, I'll measure your height with a ruler at home to see if you're short of calcium and your legs have shrunk." "Dear, don't you trust me?"

Andre looked at his wife's legs, which indeed seemed a bit shorter.

Before long, the four chefs of the Cedillo family had served up the dishes they prepared for Mia.

Mia picked up her utensils, hoping her husband would join her, "Eating alone is so lonely, it shrinks my appetite."

Andre was very strict with his diet, so he called out to one of the servants, "Go get my father."

Soon Hansen arrived, huffing and puffing.

After dinner, Andre fetched a ruler from the storage room. He had his wife stand against the wall while he took a pen to measure her height. Hansen, who had just finished eating and was strolling around to aid digestion, curiously approached them to see what they were up to. "How tall is Mia?" he asked as he approached.

Andre looked at the number on the ruler, "Still around the same number, she hasn't shrunk."

Mia exclaimed excitedly, "See, I told you my legs haven't shrunk, but you didn't believe me. Andre, don't you love me anymore?"

Andre was left speechless. He had already given her his heart, yet she was still unsatisfied.

"Measure both of my legs. See how long they are." Mia requested.

Andre crouched down and began to measure his beloved wife's legs with the ruler.

"Dear, the ruler should reach my waist, not just my thighs. My legs start from below the chest."

measure your waist." Andre, in a teasing manner, almost placed the ruler under her armpit. "Okay, done. My Mia is

made some room and pointed to the wall, "Dad, you

and comforted himself. He was almost as tall as his son when he was young. Now that he was old, it was natural to had

to appear taller, and walked away from the couple with

her husband, "Still defending his dignity. Even without measuring I know he's not

it weren't for the fact that his daughter-in-law was

comfort his bruised ego. But which one of

"Where's my daughter?"

...

ceremony was over, Molly finally made

leave, Jack caught up with them. He glanced at Molly, then turned

Jack drive you home. He's been driving for years,

them but declined, "Thank you for your kindness, but we don't need it. My husband is coming to pick us up. You guys can go back to your

at the hotel entrance. After he got out of the car, many people

immediately left her mother and ran to her father,

hands with Mr. Kendrick. Since Mr. Kendrick had already arrived, the Ashford

with Molly, he took out his phone, blushing, and said, "Molly, can I get your contact information? If you have any academic problems in the

ask her mother, no need to bother you." After that, Mr. Kendrick led his wife and daughter away. Even though Mr. Kendrick was smiling the whole time, Jack still felt a chill. He watched as Molly got

was filled with snacks. She first opened a piece of bread for her mother, who was sitting in the passenger seat, and then opened one for herself to eat, "Dad, you know me so well, you prepared food to pick me up. I was hungry at the banquet just now, but because no one else was eating, I was

brother who called and reminded me to prepare food for you. He said it's your first time at such an event and you would be uncomfortable, and even if you were hungry, you

the one who really understands me." Molly said as she

and your mom.

car drove away, the two members of the Ashford family