Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Andre: "Then why don't you book a flight for the cops, too? Let them cross the ocean to catch me."

Mia furiously retorted, "Can't you just spoil me a bit?"

"Am I not already spoiling you enough? I'm preventing you from going out to protect you. Do you think spoiling you means handing you the knife when you want to murder someone?" Mia pursed her lips, guiltily admitting, "Well, that's also a form of spoiling, I suppose."

Leo gave Mia a thumbs-up, "If my uncle actually handed you the knife, there would be headlines: 'Well-known CEO of a multinational corporation, Andre, spoils wife to the point of incarceration."

Hearing his nephew's mocking tone, Andre turned to his wife, "Did you hear that, Mia? Even Leo is more clear-headed than you."

Mia playfully smacked Leo's back, "Buzz off, Leo. It's hard enough trying to appease my husband without you tripping me up."

Leo rubbed his sore arm and muttered quietly, then left with a sense of dissatisfaction after being chased away by Mia.

Andre, hearing his wife's words, felt a sweet warmth spread through his heart. He was indeed a tough nut to crack.

Mia retreated to their bedroom with her phone, trying to persuage her husband. "Honey, if I birth you a second child, will you let me go?" Andre felt that this proposition was twisted. He replied, "Aren't you the one who wants a second child, so I can help you with your paper?" Mia recalled a vivid memory. She tried again, "What about a third child?"

Andre: "I'm not interested."

Mia felt depressed. Before, she could use her body to trick her husband, but now, with the baby in her belly, she had no weapon left. "What if I give you a daughter? Don't all men want a darling little girl?"

Andre: "I'll raise you as my little girl."

With children out of the picture, Mia started to consider her other charms. In the end, she discovered that another shining point about herself was her annoying ability. Yet, if she were to promise her husband that she would stop annoying him, clearly, she wouldn't even believe her own words.

"Honey, I want to go home to see my parents."

Andre: "I'll have the driver take you."

leaving the house today,

barely concealed, "I

was talking to his wife with patience and

making me

was panicking. "Mia,

hurts. It's your fault. I'm hanging up now. I have

which were

at the door of Mia's bedroom, anxiously

husband upset me so much that my stomach

does Mia have so many tricks up her sleeve?" At the hospital, Naomi got out of the car a minute after Mia. But by the time she did,

I'll leave first, bye." From Leo's passenger seat, one could see a petite girl waving

were quite a handful. If they turned out to be as mischievous as Mia, it would be

Naomi. Feeling duped, Andre took a deep breath, "Naomi, just leave her be. Let her have her moment,

truly any danger, his nephew wouldn't be dragging a pregnant woman like her

are you feeling discomfort in your heart?" A strange

person in my heart is

"Is it... your wife?"

home, who else has the ability to make me so upset that it hurts

Andre couldn't help but smile,

her along

her, "Mia, I wish

across Havenbrook, finally stopping at the

Molly was getting familiar with the office environment and learning the workflow. She found that

"Miss, would you like to have lunch with the CEO or join

friends for lunch. You guys go

that, she grabbed her purse and dashed out, only to rush back into the office a moment later. Her coworkers were left stunned by

what time do we start working in the afternoon?" Molly had a