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

"No, just a sentence."

at Chad and spoke

by her simple words. Chad watched her, suddenly

Molly everlasting peace and joy.

pocket, one that Molly had chosen from many

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

tapped her forehead. "Remember this, every year, year after year, it has to be you!" Molly's cheeks

watched her fleeing figure, shook his head, and chuckled indulgently. He carefully pocketed Molly's card and followed her at a

the unique birthday gift, was intrigued. "Next

might not be able to get out of bed next year," Molly retorted without

"That's okay. Andre said we'll have

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

said, "He doesn't get a say in

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

We were about to sleep, but then he took a

I'll ask him

and then dialed

into a hotel, saw his wife's incoming call and answered, "Hello, why aren't you asleep?" "Honey, where did

suite." The receptionist's words made

up abruptly. "Honey, who are

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

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 walked towards Andre. Her voice

Andre's luggage and immediately