Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 677

"Molly, where'd you stash my face wash this morning?"

"I tossed it in my makeup bag, go fish."

Chad wandered over, rummaging through a pile of Molly's girly stuff, eventually finding it. "Chatting with Mia?"

Molly nodded, leaning against the headboard, venting openly, "Can you believe how unromantic men can be? There's this gorgeous flower valley nearby, and he won't let me go. Instead, it's all about this wilderness survival camp, either for team building or some father- son bonding gig. And there he is, dragging his wife to go shoot. Ever heard of anyone doing that?"

Officer Chad, washing his face at the sink, couldn't help but overhear Molly's rant. "Can't say I have, but there's a first time for everything."

"My brother thinks now that we're married, any ol' date spot will do. If a guy took his girlfriend to a training camp, I'm telling you, he'd be single in no time."

After washing up, Officer Chad reminded his ranting wife, "Molly, your face mask's been on for nearly twenty minutes."

Molly, slightly startled, peeled off the mask and slapped it onto her neck, then continued her chat with Mia, "What's up, Mia?"

Mia almost forgot, "Oh, right, almost slipped my mind about Leo."

She shared with Molly the dilemma about Leo they had discussed earlier, "Molly, I think Leo's pretty lost. Should we listen to your Andre and guide Leo on a path, or encourage him to be bold and rebellious?"

Neither Molly nor Mia knew what was best for Leo.

Then, the ever-bold Jade chimed in. "Chad?"

Chad didn't respond.

she knew how to get his

reacted, a slight

you think we

at him, her feet nudging

covers, grabbed Molly's nudging ankle, "Leo's life should be left for Leo to

Andre and I try to persuade

what we think is best for Leo. It might not be what Leo wants, but we're trying our best within our means. Seeing

caught Chad's words too.

right to her, "Mia, maybe you should talk to Leo tomorrow? I think what my Chad said makes sense. He's seen more, thought further,

out for a meal, get Leo's thoughts first? I feel bad for our Leo, always under pressure. If he wants to take control now, I don't want to

chatting, Andre, with his wailing son in tow, knocked on doors looking for his wife,

again. He'll tear the house down if I'm

tearful son. At the sight of mommy, he flailed his arms, wanting her

crying

his

she kissed, the more the little one felt wronged, as if daddy had just mistreated him, a bundle of grievances he couldn't voice. The little one pouted, clinging

it

cuddling her son, replied,

off the residue. "Chad, you heard everything Mia and I discussed, just don't meddle

"If not you, who do I

dragging you with me

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