Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Since Mrs. Cedillo had just given birth, she needed to rest and recuperate. So, the next day, any visitors were kept at bay by the Cedillo family's staff. Moreover, Andre made it clear to everyone that no one was to disturb his wife's recovery. After Andre's announcement, no one dared to visit anymore.

Meanwhile, the area around Mia's hospital room was heavily guarded by the Cedillo family's bodyguards. Just to be extra cautious, whenever the little one went for a bath, someone was always close by.

Even Mr. and Mrs. Calder wanted to visit, but due to Andre's strict instructions, they settled for a phone call to express their well-wishes.

The little one started breastfeeding the previous night. Initially, Mia was a bit too shy to let her son breastfeed. She banished her husband and mother from the room and secretly figured out how to nurse her child. "You know, it's just feeding him, no need to be shy even around us," her mother had said, chuckling.

Standing outside the tightly shut door, Andre said with a mix of helplessness and affection, "Mia is young and new to this. Let's give her the time and space she needs."

After feeding, Mia opened the door, her cheeks flushed.

The little one lay on the bed, full and content, waiting for his dad to hold him.

Having had a taste of the good stuff the night before, today he refused to drink formula. He cried out of hunger, and when his dad held him and tried to feed him from a bottle, he stiffened and cried while looking at Mia. "...Why are you looking at me?" Mia said, pausing from counting money.

A loud cry snapped Mia back to reality.

Eventually, Mia accepted her new role as a mother, put down the money, and held her son to breastfeed him.

Luckily, apart from the first day when there were many visitors, the rest of her hospital stay was pretty relaxed. Sometimes, she even took her newborn son to visit other patients in the hospital, letting Coleen see him. The little one now not only smelled sweet but also looked fair and chubby.

"Mia, when are you getting discharged?" Coleen asked gently.

"The doctor said I could leave tomorrow, but my husband wants us to stay a few more days. So, we'll go with his plan," Mia replied, adjusting the soft wrap around her son.

her, Mia asked,

to the company afterward, only coming to the hospital in the evenings. On non-school days or weekends, she would visit and hold the baby. But if she

son getting restless in her arms. She got up, saying, "Coleen, I'm

for the elevator, Mia saw two people pushing and shoving at

little one, curious about the world, lay slanted in her arms, looking around with

memory, asked her son

lowered her head, making eye contact with the baby in her arms, "Oh right, you

them, Mia

and turned to see

scrutinized Mia from head to

baby, the Byrne family's grandmother said,

seemed to be talking to her,

to calm him. Just then, the elevator arrived, "Then I'll head up first. Coleen is

she entered

shadow, unable to recall where she had seen her before, "Mom,

just another patient. Juliana, I don't care why you're here today, but I'm warning you, don't cause trouble. If you upset your brother and the two families

me that the fatality rate of

Aubree looked sternly at her daughter, "If you dare to disturb Coleen today, I will disown you. Don't expect a penny from me." With that, Grandma

hospital bed. Seeing him sleep restlessly, Mia gently patted his swaddle. "Mom, I just saw Molly's aunt from the Byrne family downstairs. She seemed to want to visit Coleen, but

something going on with the Byrne

head, "No big issues, just some small ones, I

the little bundle sleep. They both felt a moment of warmth. Mia leaned over, pouted her lips, and lightly kissed her son's