Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chad pulled her up, pointing to the farthest couch. "Sit over there, away from me."

Molly pouted and obeyed with a small huff.

Soon, Molly's birthday cake arrived, and Chad went to pick it up. There was also a delicate little card tucked in the cake. It was clearly placed there intentionally. He picked up the card, opened it, and read the birthday wish, which instantly extinguished the fire in his heart. It was her handwriting. He recognized it. "Wish my dearest brother a happy birthday. May you have me every year - your most beloved, Molly."

Chad's lips curved slightly. He pocketed the card and took the cake home.

"Huh? Is there only a cake?" Molly circled the cake. Her mind was churning: "Strange, where's my card?"

Chad asked her irritably, "What else do you expect with a birthday cake?"

Molly scratched her head. "I did leave a card too..."

Coleen called the children to dinner with a smile, "Set up the cake quickly and come eat."

"Okay."

Molly felt a bit of regret. She should have kept the card and not left it at the bakery. Now it was lost.

Chad watched her expressions secretly, with a small smile playing on his lips.

After dinner, the cunning Chad invited his naïve sister for a walk. "Did something get lost on the cake today?" Molly said, "A card."

"What was written on the card?" The fox showed his tail.

Molly looked up at Chad. "It's a bit embarrassing to say."

about it with your brother? Is it a piece of

"No, just a sentence."

the evening glow. She looked up at Chad and spoke clearly, "Wish my dearest brother a happy birthday. May you have me every year

by her simple words. Chad

Chad's words, "I also wish my most beloved Molly everlasting peace and joy. May you have me every year. Your most beloved... Chad." Molly looked up abruptly. Her eyes were meeting his fiery

his pocket, one that Molly had chosen from many

reached out to grab it, but Chad lifted it out of her reach. "Molly, remember

has to be you!" Molly's cheeks grew warm. "I don't want to play with you anymore." And suddenly, she ran

figure, shook his head, and chuckled indulgently. He carefully pocketed Molly's card and followed

intrigued. "Next year, I'll try

might not be able to get out of bed next year," Molly retorted

with the little one inside. "That's okay. Andre said we'll have another

bragging. He definitely doesn't want you to have

said, "He doesn't get

Andre wasn't by

were about to sleep, but then he took

I'll

with Molly, and then

wife's incoming call and answered, "Hello, why aren't you

suite." The receptionist's

up abruptly. "Honey, who are you getting a hotel

up for me. I

was carrying a white backpack in one hand and pulling a suitcase with the other. He turned to the

her arms and red marks on

immediately called two staff members to