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."

"What's embarrassing about it with your brother? Is it a piece

"No, just a sentence."

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

words. Chad watched

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 were meeting his fiery gaze.

a rectangular card from his pocket, one that Molly had

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

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

indulgently. He carefully pocketed Molly's card and

unique birthday gift, was intrigued.

out of bed next year," Molly retorted without

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

bragging. He definitely doesn't want

"He doesn't get a say in

say such things because Andre wasn't by her side. "Mia, it's

came home. We were about to sleep, but then he took a call

I'll ask him

with Molly, and then dialed her husband's

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

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

up abruptly. "Honey, who are you getting

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

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 got

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

hotel manager saw Andre's luggage and immediately called