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

"No, just a sentence."

looked up at Chad and spoke clearly, "Wish my dearest brother a

words. Chad watched her, suddenly

everlasting peace and joy. May you have me every year. Your most beloved... Chad." Molly looked up abruptly. Her eyes were meeting his fiery gaze. "Chad, you

pulled out a rectangular card from his pocket, one that

reached out to grab it, but Chad lifted it out of her reach. "Molly, remember what you wrote." "I

gently tapped her forehead. "Remember this, every year, year after year, it has to be you!" Molly's cheeks grew warm. "I don't want to play with

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

unique birthday gift, was intrigued. "Next

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

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

just bragging. He definitely doesn't

get a say in

only brazenly say such things because Andre wasn't by her

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

don't know. I'll

with Molly, and then dialed

wife's incoming call and answered, "Hello, why aren't you asleep?"

your key for the luxury suite." The receptionist's words made it through

who are

kid. You go to sleep. Don't wait up for me. I won't be home till late." Andre hung up after saying

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

and red marks on her face. She walked towards Andre. Her voice

saw Andre's luggage and immediately