Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Mia's culinary skills were being questioned and despised. Unable to swallow the humiliation, she began a culinary crusade to redeem her tarnished reputation.

Her family forbade her from entering the kitchen, but they failed to restrain Mia, who found great joy and amusement in the kitchen every afternoon. Soon, one by one, they started calling Andre, pleading him to find a solution and curb his wife's culinary antics. Andre pondered a bit. "Just give her whatever seasoning she asks for."

Everyone was speechless. "Aren't you going to do something?"

Naomi, seeing a pregnant woman spending all day in the kitchen, started to worry. She tried to persuade Mia to join her for prenatal exercises, but Mia simply told Naomi that Naomi could use some exercise.

Naomi also privately spoke to Andre, "After all, the kitchen is a dangerous place, with potential hazards like water, fire, electricity, and knives. Mia listens to you the most. Why not suggest her to try a different hobby?"

Andre said, "Messing around in the kitchen is better than causing trouble outside. She knows when she shouldn't be in the kitchen and would run away at the drop of a hat. Plus, she's currently smitten with cooking. If I kill her passion now, she might get upset and go back to her parents' house, and I'd have to coax her again."

Naomi fell silent. That did seem to make sense.

Andre added, "In a while, Leo and Molly will be back to school, so she'll be alone at home. If she wants to cook as a pastime, let her be."

With her husband's protection, no matter how many people wanted to keep her out of the kitchen, no one dared to say a word to Mia.

Backed by a powerful supporter, Mia, pregnant and empowered, ruled the roost. No one could dampen Mia's enthusiasm for cooking!

Andre's indulgence towards his little wife eventually backfired. At 10:30 AM, his little wife arrived with a lunchbox, announcing the start of his lunch break. "Honey, this is a love-filled lunch I made just for you. Try it and tell me if it's good." Andre glanced at his watch, and cleared his throat slightly. "Darling, isn't it a bit early for lunch?"

Mia said, "Not really. If you round up, it's almost 11."

Andre was frustrated but dared not show it. Since Mia had made it herself, Andre couldn't disappoint her. He thought his wife's "love-filled lunch" would at least have a heart-shaped fried egg, or perhaps a heart drawn with ketchup? However, Andre was shocked to see the content in the lunchbox. What was this brown rice? Why was there soup in the rice? Where were the veggies? Was he expected to just eat rice?

Staring at it, Andre was a bit hesitant.

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is the

added sauce

asked, "And the

replied, "Why do you need veggies when you

Andre was speechless.

happily said, "This is my own

a subordinate. He prodded the rice with his spoon. Not a single vegetable was in

have time to cook. Some people even skip meals due to lack of time, leading to stomach problems. The convenience meal I've created involves

she felt incredibly

normal again.

to cook for themselves, what's the use of the

they could just

added, "It seems my idea needs some improvement. Honey, you must try it and tell me if

a try. He took a bite. Well, it

it, Andre swallowed. "Pros:

waiting for her husband to compliment her next. Then Andre didn't say another word. The

Mia blinked. "That's it?"

his wife's enthusiasm, looked down at the lunch

brain cells even while strategizing for business. "It's like a piece of art, suitable for display

confused. What did he

compliment, "If it were the olden days, you could sell it for a good price." After all, sauce and rice

more and more confused. "Honey, you're speaking

said, "I'm complimenting

are there any