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."

coaxed her, "What's embarrassing about it with your brother? Is it a

"No, just a sentence."

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 - your most beloved,

her simple words. Chad watched

Then, she heard Chad's words, "I also wish my most beloved Molly everlasting peace and joy. May you

a rectangular card from his pocket, one that Molly had chosen

reached out to grab it, but Chad lifted it out

it has to be you!"

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

intrigued. "Next year, I'll try this

to get out

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

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

get a say

such things because Andre wasn't by her

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

don't know. I'll

with Molly, and

call and answered, "Hello, why aren't you

suite." The receptionist's words made it

sat up abruptly. "Honey, who are you getting

me. I won't be home till late." Andre hung

was 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 the

scratches on her arms and red marks on her face.

and immediately called two staff members to