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."

instantly inflamed, "Andre, if you keep preventing me from leaving the house today,

anger barely concealed, "I

to his wife with patience and tenderness. This matter, however,

making me upset. My

was panicking. "Mia,

up now. I have to

eyes, which were dry without a single

door of Mia's bedroom, anxiously asking, "Mia, what

husband upset me so

frustration and said, "Why does Mia have so many tricks up her sleeve?"

From Leo's passenger seat, one

little rascal." Naomi sighed, feeling that daughters were quite a handful. If they

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

Andre rubbed his chest. He knew that if there were truly any danger, his nephew

your heart?" A strange

"The person in my heart is causing me

"Is it... your wife?"

indulgence, "Besides my lively little one at home, who else has the ability to make me so upset that it hurts in my

help but smile, even when he was

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 Andre's heart, was already sitting in her nephew's car, boasting proudly, "When I

her, "Mia, I wish you the best of

travelled across Havenbrook, finally

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

to have lunch

"I'm meeting my friends

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

in the afternoon?" Molly had a knack for