Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Who would have thought that Andre would walk right up to her bedroom door! His eyes met the shimmering pair of eyes that were peeking through the slightly ajar door.

Mia waved her petite hand through the narrow gap and said in a soft voice, "Goodbye, hubby." Then, with a swift "snap", she closed the door.

Andre turned his head to glance at his sister's bedroom not far away. Her door was also surreptitiously closed.

Leo was in a pickle, not because he was on his way to find Tom, but because he had a loose tongue.

Andre decided not to beat his nephew this time. He had learned from his wife's personal experience that corporal punishment was more effective in making them remember their mistakes. So, it was time for Leo to do a handstand!

Mia and Molly, separated by a few walls, were chatting in their small group on their smartphones.

[I wonder how Leo is doing now. What do you think my husband will do to him?]

Molly replied, [Leo should become used to getting punished by now. I think he can handle whatever Andre throws at him.]

Mia sent another message, [Don't be too sure. My husband's slap really hurts.]

[Have you been slapped before?]

[Yes.]

Andre looked at the group chat on the table, then at his own hand, which clenched into a fist. He was confused. "When did I slap her?"

The messages kept pinging on the table. Every time a new message arrived, the table would vibrate.

Leo, currently standing on his hands as punishment, bit his lip and prayed, "Please don't let those two women be the ones sending messages in the group!"

Andre, cunning as ever, searched the group chat for keywords: "my hubby", "Andre", "my uncle".

Well, there were a whopping 483 messages that contained "my hubby". Mia must be shouting "my hubby" all day in the group.

He roughly estimated that there were at least 1000 messages discussing him in the group. They spent their whole day discussing him instead of doing something productive. How come he didn't know that these three kids were talking about him all day? "Andre, I can't hold on any longer."

hold on even

his handstanding nephew, whose arms

attention? I'll stand for two hours." He would rather stand at attention for two hours

and you'll

teeth and

back to his room and

Leo's door and asked in a soft

out, "No need to

what

"To become a monk."

at her

the room to admit to everything she had said about him

"Honey, are you...?"

Andre answered, "I love you. I haven't

thought. "Damn, guilt-tripping doesn't

now you're back to square one." Mia stood

had experienced his wife's tactics

who said 'My

in the group 'My hubby is definitely an old man from the

the group 'My hubby definitely

the group 'My hubby must be a

to escape, to fly away, to hide in a crack in the

"Come on, tell me when and where this hand has

to herself, "Damn, you're snooping on our chat history without our consent. How dare you be so arrogant in

"Speak!"

time, and finally managed to

day, he would be driven to his grave by

did 'weirdo', 'old man', 'serious illness',

were now brought up again to confront her. How was she supposed to remember what had pissed

understand