Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Anya sat sandwiched between the two women.

Molly scrutinized Anya's face. "Goodness, your skin is as smooth as a baby's!"

She had initially misconstrued Anya's relationship with Andre and nearly went off on her, but Anya was obviously so naive.

Anya pursed her lips, turning to look at Mia. She had heard that Mia was a hard-nosed woman, quick-tempered and a brawler. She also had heard she was well-behaved, lively, and adorable. Then Andre told her that she was a playful, spoiled little girl. However, she felt that this woman, her aunt, seemed quite gentle.

"Auntie, may I touch your belly?" Anya asked.

"Of course," Mia replied generously. She opened her arms, letting Anya's hand rest on her belly and gently caress it. "The baby was quite active just a while ago, but it seems like he's taking a nap now."

Anya laid her hand on Mia's belly, careful not to press too hard, tenderly feeling the life within.

"Where's Leo?" Andre was the first to notice the birthday boy was missing.

The forgotten Leo, standing at the foot of the stairs, finally caught the family's attention.

Naomi called her son over.

Leo trudged over reluctantly. Taking a seat next to Molly, he sat in the spot Chad had vacated.

Naomi asked her son with a smile, "Do you remember Anya?"

He had noticed her the moment she stepped through the door. She was the girl who lost the fight and got whisked away in the middle of the night. She was pleasant to the eye but of no use. "Nope, can't recall." Leo said.

Anya glanced at Leo from across Molly. She didn't remember him either.

Naomi laughed, "Leo, you once saved Anya when you guys were kids. Don't you remember?"

interest. Gossip concerning their friends

most curious, asked excitedly,

he ever played the hero

had she ever been in

you to a dinner party at Anya's home. You rescued a little girl from drowning in the pool. That little girl

turned their heads to look at Leo simultaneously. "Well, look at

his brow, trying

memory again, "The chubby little girl, don't

It's her!"

up from the couch, pointing at Anya, who was sitting innocently in the middle. "You're that chubby little girl who was playing by the pool. Then you fell in, and started screaming that you were drowning even though the water only reached your waist!" He had thought someone was actually drowning and jumped in to save her. However, she was so chubby that he couldn't lift her and ended up falling in

blinked, "You're Little

had scorned her for being fat, saying he couldn't lift

delicious food, which resulted in her becoming quite chubby at a young age. During the pool incident, the boy who

failed to rescue her, and he also fell into the pool

her something, her mother would say,

and not eat. Every time she was tempted to have a snack, her mother

normal. Every time she wanted to indulge in something, eat too much, a phrase would automatically pop into her

that the "Prince" from that year was the boy

at Leo, standing up with a smile. "Little

Andre and Chad, the two men observing their women, could tell instantly

then I won't

facepalmed. Her clueless nephew

the boy who had clear, bright eyes, handsome, sharp features, a high nose, and a heroic aura about him. He really did resemble the prince from her childhood fairy tales. "Little

felt goosebumps all over. "Just call me Leo, not Little Leo. It's

her breath, "Damn, this kid is brutally clueless! Even more so than my

the hint. Molly turned to Chad. Her

face broke into a doting smile. His happiness was