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."

it with your brother? Is it a piece

"No, just a sentence."

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

heart was deeply touched by her simple words. Chad watched her, suddenly pulling her into his

and joy. May you have

a rectangular card from his pocket,

out of her reach. "Molly, remember what you

to be you!" Molly's cheeks

He carefully pocketed Molly's card and

unique birthday gift, was intrigued. "Next

not be able to get out of bed

inside. "That's okay. Andre

just bragging. He definitely doesn't want

said, "He doesn't get a

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

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

know. I'll

with Molly, and

hotel, saw his wife's incoming call and answered, "Hello,

here's your key for the luxury suite." The

who are you

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

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

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

manager saw Andre's luggage and immediately called