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.

the little guy saw it was his mom and started to

look at our son. He

Mia put the

fixed on Mia's eyes, staring

again, the little guy saw her face and smiled, sticking out his

After a few times, the little guy seemed to recognize that it was his

the baby's dad handed his mom

And then...

him wearing sunglasses, blinked, and then looked

watched the little guy, waiting for

was confused: ?? Where's

was quiet for a minute, then Henry started to cry

later, the room was filled with his crying, mixed with the

In the end, the child ended

her sunglasses and mask in front

Mia's face, his eyes

kissed her son, and the little guy stopped

hand and his wife's hand in the other.

was so hot that her back was covered in

around his waist. Mia was worried that it would hurt her son; she wanted him to lie comfortably without any restrictions. Andre closed the door and went to the

them. Andre was

mirror, he glanced at the mother and son playing in the back. At this moment,

the back seat, the little guy put his hand in his mouth to suck. Mia teased him, pulling his hand out. He wasn't happy and

the car roof, as if he had discovered a new

dad's car? Do you

was driving, called

move, as if

body forward, and let the little guy see the person who had just called his name through the gap

a red light. Andre stopped the car, turned his head, and looked at his

the car started moving again. Mia sat back, holding her