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."

turned around. Her bright eyes were shimmering in the evening glow. She looked 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 her, suddenly pulling

and joy. May you have me every year. Your most beloved... Chad." Molly looked up abruptly. Her

from his pocket, one that Molly had

but Chad lifted it out of her reach. "Molly,

every year, year after year, it has to be you!" Molly's cheeks grew warm. "I don't want to play

chuckled indulgently. He carefully pocketed Molly's card

hearing about the unique birthday gift, was intrigued. "Next year, I'll try

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

her belly, playing with the little one inside. "That's okay. Andre said we'll have another one next

bragging. He definitely doesn't want you to have another

get a say

because Andre wasn't by her side. "Mia,

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

I'll ask

hung up with Molly, and then dialed

call and answered, "Hello, why

key for the luxury suite." The receptionist's words

"Honey, who are you getting a hotel room

to sleep. Don't wait up for me. I won't be home

suitcase with the other. He turned to the girl on the couch who was injured. "Anya, I've got

scratches on her arms and red marks on her face. She walked towards Andre.

immediately called two staff members