Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Two minutes later, Molly couldn't help herself and dialed Andre. "Hey Andre, I'm really home this time. Your little guy is perched right above me, giving me the stink eye."

As she spoke, her eyes met with her nephew's. Extending her arm, she handed her phone to the little munchkin, "C'mon, give your dad a 'ga-ga' or something. You can make those sounds, can't you? Help your auntie out here." The little guy blinked, staring at his aunt like she was from another planet.

Molly gave up and brought the phone back to her ear, "Your son won't give me the time of day. Your wife's right here with me."

Mia poured her a glass of water and handed it over, "Weren't you supposed to be running off to see Chad? How'd you get back so fast?"

After hanging up, Molly confessed, "Andre didn't think it was a good idea for me to go."

Mia frowned, "Have you lost your marbles? Why didn't you just sneak out?"

Molly glanced at the call duration on her phone, "Have you lost yours? I didn't end the call."

The awkward silence followed.

In the CEO's office at Cedillo Inc., Andre leaned back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips as he listened to his little wife's chatter. Having finished her water and feeling a bit more like herself, Molly sat up straight on the couch.

Henry, her nephew, tracked every move she made.

Only when he was sure his aunt was back to normal did the little guy flop back down on the couch, succumbing to boredom once again.

Mia was at her wit's end.

Molly, with a less-than-gentle touch, scooped up the chubby bundle of joy from the couch and showered his face with kisses. "My dear nephew is simply the cutest little guy in the world. Auntie's going to give you another smooch." Defenseless Henry could only accept his fate.

"Mia, I've made up my mind. I'm going to marry Chad."

"Weren't you already set on that?" Mia replied, eyeing Molly's phone, "Did you hang up this time?"

Molly nodded, "Fear not, I hung up. Freedom of speech." Then she confided to her dearest friend, "I want to get hitched to Chad sooner rather than later."

tot, propped up in his aunt's arms, seemed less than thrilled, pouting because

else and grabbed a fruit platter,

of baby that clung to him. "Chad did some math for me, and it kind of makes

the figures Chad had crunched for her, "I mean, what Chad suggested pretty much checks

the one to temper her words with a bit of sass, replied, "Well, then there's no issue. It's not like you'd notice if there

"What do you mean?"

Plus, with the right budget, you could whip up a wedding in a week. What's

from one who had already walked down the aisle,

it was pretty

began to

sense either. If I don't get married, I can't

gave her son a meaningful look

married woman's gaze. She hastened to clarify, "Mia,

Mia cradling their son at the

you're all smiles," Andre said, taking his son into his arms. "Has your mom been teaching

feigned innocence, "Whatever do you mean,

his free hand, his voice filled with affection, "This afternoon, who was encouraging Molly to sneak off to

guy, "You and your mom, I'll deal with

his soft skin brushing against his father's,

for Molly's hand in marriage in a couple of days,

Chad said he's coming over

father, grumbled, "I won't be home

"You've taken the dowry, and now you're going to hide

retorted, "I could

and even your darling daughter would

his fork, and Molly quickly murmured an

knew exactly why