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."

embarrassing about it with your brother?

"No, just a sentence."

evening glow. She looked up at Chad and spoke clearly,

deeply touched by her simple words.

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 gaze. "Chad, you

pocket, one that Molly had

grab it, but Chad lifted it out of her reach. "Molly, remember what you wrote." "I

you!" Molly's cheeks grew warm.

chuckled indulgently. He carefully pocketed Molly's card and followed her

gift, was intrigued. "Next year, I'll try this for

to get out of bed next year," Molly retorted without

okay. Andre said we'll have another one next year after this

definitely doesn't want

"He doesn't get a

things because Andre wasn't by her side.

glanced at the empty spot next to her. "He came home. We were about to sleep, but then he took a call and left." "Where did he

know. I'll ask him

and then dialed

call and answered, "Hello, why

luxury suite." The receptionist's

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

go to sleep. Don't wait up for me. I won't be home till late." Andre hung up

carrying a white backpack in one hand and pulling a suitcase with the other. He turned to the girl on the couch who was injured. "Anya, I've

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

and immediately called