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."

me from leaving the house today, we'll be

his anger barely concealed, "I don't think you

ago, Andre was talking to his wife with patience and tenderness. This matter, however, managed to provoke his

making me upset. My stomach

panicking. "Mia,

clutched her stomach, "My stomach hurts. It's your fault. I'm hanging up now. I have to go to the

eyes, which were

the door of Mia's bedroom, anxiously

feigned a sob, "My husband upset me

the hospital. Leo watched as Mia relished in her apparent victory. He scratched his head in frustration and said, "Why does Mia have so

stomach doesn't hurt anymore. I'll leave first, bye." From Leo's passenger

handful. If they turned

also received a call from Naomi. Feeling duped, Andre took a deep breath, "Naomi, just leave her be.

there were truly any

are you feeling discomfort in your heart?"

my heart is causing me

"Is it... your wife?"

of indulgence, "Besides my lively little one at home, who else has the ability to

Andre couldn't help but smile, even when he was away from

Andre would respond with a grin, "Yes, I'm a family man now. My wife is pregnant. If not for her condition, I would've brought her along this trip." Meanwhile, the young Mia, who had a special place in

I wish you the

finally stopping at the

the workflow.

like to have lunch with the CEO or join us at the

replied, "I'm meeting my friends for lunch.

to rush back into the office a moment later. Her coworkers were left stunned by her

what time do we start working in the afternoon?" Molly had a knack for forgetting things, including her