Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

The Cedillo family was busy bundling up their kid like a little Michelin Man, and Mia wasn't spared either; her husband was making sure she looked like a bigger version.

Even though it wasn't the dead of winter yet, out came the thick coats and grandma's vintage wool pants for her to wear.

Mia protested, "Babe, I'm not wearing this. It totally clashes with my elegant vibe. You come to pick me up from the hospital in a million-dollar car, but then you dress me up like a country bumpkin? No way! I want to look fabulous." Andre, ever the patient one, coaxed her, "The trend now is 'ugly rich.' The uglier, the more elite. Come on, just put on another hat."

"Honey, I'm already wearing three. I'm chubbier now than when I was pregnant!"

In her mind, Mia had envisioned herself leaving the hospital looking stunning-flowy dress, chic sunglasses, and all. But reality was far from it; she looked like a bundled-up barrel.

Andre zipped up her coat and wrapped a scarf around her neck. "Keep your neck warm; don't want you catching a chill."

He then slipped gloves onto her hands. "Keep these on to stay warm. We don't need you catching a cold."

In no time, he was putting a mask on her. Before Andre could say anything, Mia quipped, "What's next? An oxygen mask so I don't suffocate?"

Everyone in the room was stunned for a moment and then burst into laughter. Even Hansen was amazed by Mia's wit. He wondered how she came up with such things.

Soon after, Molly came in from outside and saw her best friend looking like a bundled-up bear. She couldn't help but laugh. "Mia, this is definitely the ugliest you've ever looked!" Mia waddled around like a penguin. "Andre says the trend is 'ugly rich,' the uglier, the more elite."

Molly could hardly stand to look. She covered her eyes, "If Andre isn't in the fashion industry, it's a real loss, haha!"

Before long, their little 'barrel' son was all wrapped up too.

Barrel mom and barrel son looked at each other, only their eyes visible.

Mia looked at her son and burst out laughing. "Oh my gosh, kiddo, how many layers are you wearing? I've got three; what about you?"

Anya counted on her fingers. "Auntie, it looks like the baby has one more layer than you."

Mia sighed. "Oh, I lost then."

Henry, seeing the chubby barrel in front of him, didn't recognize who it was. He had never seen this person before.

face, the little guy saw it was his mom and

come look at our son. He recognizes me!"

the

eyes stayed fixed on Mia's eyes, staring

she took off her mask again, the little guy saw her face and smiled, sticking out his

times, the little guy

time, the baby's dad handed his mom a pair of

And then...

front of him wearing sunglasses, blinked, and then

the room quietly watched the little guy, waiting for his

was confused:

was quiet for a minute, then Henry started to cry

the room was filled with his crying, mixed with the laughter of

room could soothe him. In the

sunglasses and

Mia's face, his eyes filled with

kissed her son, and the little guy stopped

hospital, Andre held their son in one hand and his wife's

and she was so hot that

car door and sat in, she unzipped her coat, reached out for her son, and untied the rope around his waist. Mia was worried that it would

just the three of them. Andre was driving, and mother and son were in the

in the back. At this moment,

in his mouth to suck. Mia teased him, pulling his hand out. He wasn't happy and pouted. Mia pinched his little nose,

at the car roof, as if he had discovered a new world, his mouth

dad's car? Do you know who's driving us home? It's your

who was driving, called

as if

the little guy see the person who had just called his name through the gap between the driver's

his head, and looked at his little son in the

moving again.