Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Andre gently held his wife's chin, directing her chewing mouth towards his face.

Mia was merrily munching on a piece of steak. Her cheeks were puffing out as she chewed. Her husband's large hand was holding her face, so her mouth was forced into a pout.

Andre said, "Once you swallow that steak, you won't be allowed to eat anymore. Overeating isn't good for you, honey."

Frowning slightly, Mia was indignant. How could he control her eating! She stared longingly at the two remaining ribs in her bowl. They were juicy and tasty, but she was not allowed to eat them. Madison, too, thought Mia had eaten her fill and immediately had the maids clear the remnants from the table.

In the evening, Andre took Mia for a walk on the lawn. Once both had cooled down and made amends, they finally discussed their recent disagreement.

Andre admitted, "Making you stand as punishment the other day, that was a bit hasty of me." He could have chosen other ways to punish Mia, but he had chosen to make her stand.

Mia, too, acknowledged her fault, "I was wrong, too. I shouldn't have taken risks while pregnant."

As Mia spoke, she moved towards the bench between two trees, hoping to sit down. But Andre quickly pulled her back into his arms. Mia, who had been hoping to sit down and relax, couldn't help but pout. Andre asked, "Why didn't you come home that day? Why did you run back to your mom?"

The pregnant Mia, with her eyes fixed longingly on the bench, replied while her waist was encircled by her husband's arms, "I was scared after seeing you so angry. I didn't dare to go home with you. I wouldn't be able to sleep, sharing a bed with you." Andre looked at his fearless wife. Hearing the word "scared" from her was a rarity. "Why didn't you go back by yourself yesterday?" Andre asked again.

Mia, ever honest, voiced her fear, "I was scared that you would still be angry with me. You didn't even call, so I assumed you were still mad. I couldn't appear in front of you. Also, I felt a bit hurt. If I just go back to my husband's house by myself, that would be too embarrassed for me."

Andre couldn't help but chuckle. This little wife of his, she didn't hide anything from him. She had just blurted out her thoughts.

"So, hubby, you love me so much and even had people protect me. Why didn't you come to find me yesterday? You didn't even call." Mia asked.

"Who told you I had people protecting you?" He had never mentioned it to anyone. Each time he thought he had

tell the difference between being followed and being protected. The only people who would care for my safety so much are you, Dad, and Naomi. Naomi doesn't deal

but he hadn't expected her

still wanted to see

came to see you

said with a soft

indulge you and was happy to clean up after you, listen to your coquettish complains, and spoil you." "But this time, Tom is not easy to deal with, and you are not as nimble as you used to be. This punishment is to remind you of this punishment when you encounter similar situations in the future, to warn you not to make the same mistakes again. You helped us this time, but your safety

intentions. She willingly changed her direction and intertwined her fingers with

matter. Both of us made mistakes. Let's put it

"Hubby, we've been walking for ten minutes,

only been eight minutes.

looked at the comfortable bench, feeling like she was walking circles around

woman would do?" Mia complained indirectly

her lip, "Has it been 10

"Just one more minute."

...

the Irvin family's residence. Early the next morning, Andre received a call from his father scolding him for losing his wife again. "You think a man's dignity is that important? Mia..." "Dad, it's

instantly

hadn't seen Molly in a long time. After making up with her husband,

arrived. Seeing

bedside. She looked at Molly's hand that