Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chad paused for a second, then his face lit up with realization. "Yeah, you're right."

"Let's go with the 'Endless Bloom.' The color's perfect, the fabric's satin, and the embroidery is way more intricate than the rest," Chad suggested earnestly, not just paying lip service.

Molly took a sip of her bubble tea, placed the cup on the table, and ticked off an item on her checklist. Chad grabbed her drink and tried a sip through her straw, tasting the sugar-free concoction.

Molly turned to him with a questioning look. "Does it taste like there's zero sweetness to you?"

Chad replied with a half-smile, "Sweet enough to give you a toothache."

Molly stuck her tongue out at him playfully. "I'd take the pain."

Chad took her drink and held it to her lips, feeding her a sip. "So, what? You gonna roll on the floor in agony, swearing off sugar for life to me, Chad?"

Molly took a gulp, her cheeks puffing out guiltily, avoiding a reply.

Chad's teasing hit home. Not that Molly couldn't dish it back, but he was describing a scenario all too familiar from her past.

After lunch, Molly couldn't drink anymore. Not wanting to waste it or carry it around, she handed it over to Chad. "Bro, I can't drink anymore."

Chad took the cup, holding her hand as he finished the drink for her before letting go and tossing the trash. He then continued, one hand holding their morning's spoils, the other ushering Molly into a home decor store to purchase the two sets they'd decided on, plus an extra flowery four-piece set for Grandma Byrne.

In the afternoon, Molly set out to shop for other things.

Thankfully, fashionista Molly had the stamina for shopping, leaving her with plenty of time to continue until the evening.

Chad made several trips back to the car to drop off bags; if he hadn't accompanied Molly today, leaving her and Anya to fend for themselves would have been unthinkable.

By afternoon, they hit a wedding store, with Molly's list guiding them on a treasure hunt for red envelopes, balloons, favor boxes, candlesticks, and decorative "Double Happiness" characters.

Even as the day wore on, Molly didn't let her fatigue show.

her list, a hint of shyness in her voice. "Maybe just

not pressing

the way home, Molly had Chad drop her off at the Cedillo residence to deliver something before heading

elegant bag, practically collapsed, abandoning any pretense

with the sounds of a card game, his focus on

victorious dad finally paid attention to the

Molly: "..."

butler swiftly directed

onto the couch, causing the little one who was practicing

son, coaxing her sister, "Tired

What

close to Molly's. "Give your auntie a

brushing his

for a kiss?

Molly: "..."

office and his evenings enduring Anya's non-stop chatter. Mia remarked, "Anya, cherish him. Finding someone patient enough to listen to you ramble is rare. Marry that man." Anya blushed, covering her mouth, then timidly asked

quipped, "It's

didn't catch his

did but kept it

Molly sprawled out, he greeted her with

called him "Uncle" to his face. "Uncle Chad, congrats on your wedding." Her words always struck a

future plump nephew Henry, who seemed to enjoy being in his uncle's arms,

"Molly, what

bunch of

handed Henry to Chad and took Molly to her

three women gathered in the bedroom, Naomi lamenting, "I was going to buy you bedding, but you've already done it. I've been preparing your dowry

stuck at home with the baby, unable to join you. Let me know if there's anything I can handle from