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."

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

deeply touched by her simple words. Chad watched her, suddenly pulling

"I also wish my most beloved Molly everlasting peace and joy.

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

out of her reach.

to be you!"

shook his head, and chuckled indulgently. He carefully pocketed Molly's

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

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

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

just bragging. He definitely doesn't want you to

"He doesn't get a say

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

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

know. I'll

hung up with Molly, and then dialed

and answered, "Hello, why aren't you asleep?"

luxury suite." The receptionist's words made it through

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

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

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

and immediately called two staff members