Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Just as Andre realized someone was about to jump into the river, he could have stopped them in a heartbeat. But he didn't.

Mia was puzzled. Why didn't he stop them when it was so easy? But then, Andre always had his own reasons, ones that no one else could guess.

"Mr. Calder was just a distraction," Andre muttered. "I need to find out who's really behind this!" It was time for a thorough cleanup.

Tom, that slippery guy, even if caught, would never rat out his buddies. Not out of loyalty, but to cause more trouble.

Hearing her father's name, Anya asked anxiously, "Uncle, what happened to Dad?"

""He's fine."

At the hospital, Anya stayed with Leo for his check-up.

Molly went with Mia to see the pediatrician for the little one.

Outside, Chad spoke softly to Andre, "You're not planning to let him fall into the hands of the police, are you?"

Standing in the hospital corridor, Andre's gaze was icy. "Too official, doesn't satisfy."

Chad picked up on Andre's anger. "If the cops find him first, I won't tell you where he is... but I hope you get to him first." "I will."

Andre then walked into the exam room, watching his little bundle of joy being poked and prodded by the doctor.

The little guy was lying on the mat, looking at his parents with a pout, on the verge of tears from the discomfort.

"It's alright, no need to fuss, the kid's healthy," the doctor said, finally putting everyone at ease.

held onto him a bit longer before handing him back reluctantly. "Dress the little guy warmly; those

be in her arms. Mia walked over and scooped up her soft, cuddly son, her heart still racing from the morning's

leg checked, was also forced by Anya to get

his chest. The examination showed soft tissue damage,

earlier? It could've been a

there, admitting his fault with a doting tone, "...Sorry, okay? I was wrong, don't cry, it's not serious." Anya, with

tears. The little one, unexpectedly, wanted to cling to his brother.

snatch the kid, I held on tight, and he punched me. I thought it was nothing, but it turned out

quiet, not wanting his aunt

approached, grateful to the friend who got hurt protecting her son. "Leo, Anya,

thought you were possessed or something," Leo said, unable to handle

danger despite his pain, and Anya had rushed to retrieve the child despite her fear. Without them, Mia

photo session was forgotten,

on edge for a long while after hearing about the morning's

to have suffered a great trauma. A slight cry, and

grandson the night before, at one point refusing to acknowledge him. But upon hearing of the child's peril, Hansen immediately embraced him, calling him his precious. No one in the family

Leo replied, "...Okay!"

fractured arm through the underbrush. His body was covered in

so confident in his victory, he wouldn't have had to flee

to his dingy rental, every step deepened

he was in for another period

the frail, yellowed baby girl, he realized even infants varied greatly. The child

couldn't afford any liabilities. Looking at Holly, he picked up a thick