Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Mia couldn't catch a wink of sleep. Resting a hand on her belly, she tried to ease the energetic little baby inside her. "Your dad would never cheat on me. He isn't the type. Right, son?" Silence answered her, and each second felt like an eternity.

Just as she was about to call her husband, her phone buzzed with an ad. "What would you do if you discovered your husband was cheating while you were pregnant?"

Being pregnant, Mia's phone was filled with maternity-related search history. As a result, the algorithms had started to target ads related to pregnancy to boost clicks. But why on earth was it suggesting articles about husbands cheating on their pregnant wives? Mia's temper flared.

Ignoring the time or place, she called Andre again. This time, after a few rings, Andre answered, "Hey, why aren't you asleep yet?"

"Honey, where are you? I'm coming to you right now."

Andre had just parked his car outside a hotel. He wasn't about to discuss adult problems in front of a child. "I'm out handling something. You should go to sleep."

Anya, sitting in the backseat, was covered in ointment. "Are you staying at the hotel tonight or going home, Andre?"

Andre looked back at her. "I'm heading home soon. You just get some rest, Anya. Call me if you need anything."

Mia, on the other end of the call, was furious. This friend's child was a girl!

In the middle of the night, he was booking a hotel room for a girl. Shouldn't she, as his wife, be there with him? Didn't he realize he should avoid any appearance of impropriety? Mia, already anxious and dealing with an imbalance of hormones due to her pregnancy, felt her heart pound irregularly. "Honey, which hotel are you at? Who was that just now?" "I'll explain when I get home," Andre replied.

Anya stepped out of the car, she looked at Andre's phone. "Bye, Andre. Say hi to

was about to continue his conversation with his wife, he saw she had hung up. He chuckled and affectionately muttered,

things, so he didn't immediately call her back. Instead, he returned a call from Mr. Calder, who

Calder's only daughter, Anya, was just eighteen and had insisted on attending Havenbrook University alone. She had just started her

received a late-night call from his daughter, who was tearfully telling him she was being bullied. He was in West Meadows, so it

a shower and was getting ready to cuddle with his wife, received a call from Mr. Calder. "Andre, Anya's

quickly changed and headed

the phone with Mr. Calder, Andre explained, "She had a fight with her roommates. She's got a few minor injuries, but I took her to the hospital. Just now, I dropped

it would still take me over two hours to get there. I'm really grateful you were there." As Andre pulled into his driveway, he saw his nephew's sports

"Where are you

yawning, looked at his uncle and then at the fiery dinosaur by his side. "He's back. Still

car, ready to get out. But her large belly made it difficult to maneuver.

belly?" As he finished his sentence, his shoulder was smacked by his

car, walking over to help

the beautiful moonlit landscape. The half-lit street lamps cast a hazy glow on her dress. Her beautiful eyes were ablaze, and her

"Were you about to go and catch