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."

it with your brother? Is

"No, just a sentence."

up at Chad and spoke clearly, "Wish my dearest brother a happy birthday. May you have me every year -

heart was deeply touched by her simple words. Chad watched

next moment she was in his warm embrace, listening to his heartbeat. Then, she heard 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

pulled out a rectangular card from his pocket, one that Molly had

reached out to grab it, but Chad lifted it out of

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

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

intrigued. "Next year, I'll try this

be able to get out of bed next year,"

inside. "That's okay. Andre said we'll have another

just bragging. He definitely doesn't

get

Andre wasn't by her side.

to her. "He came home. We were about to sleep, but then he took a call and left." "Where

I'll

with Molly, and then dialed her husband's

incoming call and answered, "Hello, why aren't you asleep?" "Honey, where did you

luxury suite." The receptionist's words made

up abruptly. "Honey, who are you getting

sleep. Don't wait up for me. I won't

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

couch, dressed in pajamas, had scratches on her arms and red marks on her face. She walked towards Andre. Her voice choked,

saw Andre's luggage and immediately called two staff