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 of

"No, just a sentence."

the evening glow. She looked up at Chad and spoke clearly, "Wish

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

beloved Molly everlasting peace and joy. May you have me every year. Your most beloved... Chad." Molly looked up abruptly.

a rectangular card from his pocket, one that Molly had

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

gently tapped her forehead. "Remember this, every year, year after year, it has to be you!"

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

intrigued. "Next year, I'll try this for my husband's

able to get out of bed next year," Molly retorted

the little one inside. "That's okay. Andre said we'll have another one next year after this

definitely doesn't want you to have

"He doesn't get

say such things because Andre wasn't by her

her. "He came home. We were about to sleep,

don't know. I'll ask him

Molly, and then dialed her

was checking into a hotel, saw his wife's incoming call and answered,

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

"Honey, who are you getting a hotel room

go to sleep. Don't wait up for me.

hand and pulling a suitcase with the other. He turned to the girl on the couch who was

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

and immediately called