Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Andre casually remarked, "It's not yet Leo's time."

By the time Jade got home, night had already fallen.

She woke up feeling refreshed and immediately noticed the man lying next to her. It took a moment for Molly to remember: Oh, right, she was married now. But... this wasn't the honeymoon suite.

A couple of seconds later, it dawned on her: Oh, she had wandered into the wrong room.

Sitting up, she accidentally pulled the blanket off Chad. Her hair was stiff with gel, and her makeup was smeared and uncomfortable. She decided she needed a shower and tiptoed out of the bedroom, trying not to wake Chad. Taking advantage of his deep sleep, she headed to the actual bridal suite.

When she walked in, Molly was captivated by the sight of balloons. A large red heart made of balloons was positioned by the window, even prettier than the one Anya had made for her. She admired it briefly before heading into the shower.

Three minutes later, Chad returned to the bridal suite and heard the shower running. He smirked, loosening his tie and heading to the walk-in closet. Not long after, the water stopped, and Molly came out wrapped in a towel, only to find a man's tie on the bed. Then, Chad emerged from the closet. Their eyes met, and Molly was taken aback, her skin still glistening with water droplets.

Chad's gaze slowly moved from her face down to her shoulder, his shirt collar slightly open as he moved toward her.

Molly backed away, "What are you doing? When did you wake up? Why didn't you say something when you came in?"

Chad cornered her at the vanity, his eyes on her as she nervously swallowed. He chuckled, "You weren't this shy in a towel before."

and looked

Chad reached out and removed the shower cap from her head. "Come to the bathroom, let me dry your hair for you." "No need, I can do it

leaning against the sliding door, watching her. She turned on the hairdryer and raised her hand to start drying her hair, but the towel under her arm

change into her pajamas! Watching their reflections in the mirror, she felt as if she was living a dream. The past two years had changed so fast, not the world around them, but the relationship between her and Chad. They had a late lunch, which pretty much doubled as dinner, so they skipped the evening meal. After drying

novels, Molly felt there was an underlying meaning to

her shoulder, now dry. He leaned down, as if to kiss her neck, "You've already slept

away, quickly running out to fetch her pajamas from the walk-in closet. She gathered up the "blessing for a child" and set it aside, then crawled under

hair also stiff with gel, went to take a shower. Lying in the red-themed bridal suite, Molly found herself unable to sleep, just as before. She blamed it on her position in bed, so she rolled over

sound of the shower stopping made Molly's heart stop. Soon, the water started again, her emotions rollercoasting. She needed someone to talk to, to ease her

opened her top contact, "MiaMia, are

you know, pretending to be that... Besides, you're so well-known, right? Everyone knows who your wife is. Our son is so adorable, who wouldn't know he's mine?" Andre grabbed Mia's foot, pulling her down flat on the bed under

and suppressed panting. Mia didn't hold back her words, "Next life, I'll be the man, you be the woman, then you'll see what it's like... ah, honey, I was wrong, so wrong." Feeling an unusual sensation, Mia

woe" again. Hansen thought if it weren't for wanting a granddaughter, he wouldn't have bothered

responded with a sneeze to his

scent of passion, the tired person finally quieted down, too exhausted

The bed, which Molly had tossed and turned in, looked disheveled, as if