Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

After lunch, before Andre got back, the rest of the gang had cleared out within half an hour, leaving the place quieter than a ghost town on a Sunday.

towards the door.

As soon as Andre walked in, the first thing he noticed was the cozy scene in the living room. There sat his young wife, Mia, on the couch, her legs tucked beneath her. In her arms was a tiny bundle of joy, their son, looking like a little burrito with his chubby back turned The mother-son duo was having a moment, with Mia showering the little one with kisses one second and playfully teasing him the next. The baby, for his part, was giggling away, his laughter ringing through the room like the sweetest melody.

"Is it just you? Where did the other three musketeers run off to?" Andre asked as he kicked off his shoes and stepped inside.

The baby, hearing a familiar voice, paused his laughter and looked around curiously, murmuring something that sounded like babble.

Andre couldn't help but smile endearingly as he scooped his son from Mia's arms, cradling him close.

Mia chuckled, "Molly's scared of you, Leo's scared of you, Anya's scared of you."

Andre raised an eyebrow, "...Even my son's braver than them."

wasn't the least bit afraid of him, even daring to squabble

homecoming, finding his wife, Molly, lounging on the sofa waiting for him, his tie loosened, revealing a

noticed right away that Chad was wearing a different shirt from the morning. Teasingly, she said, "Chad, you

curdle milk, "You better pray for a peaceful

replied, her voice dripping with mock innocence, not showing a

concealer on Chad's neck, trying to cover up the mark, "Hold still, it's not

Chad, sitting in front of Molly's vanity, watched curiously as she dabbed a

picked up another

"That's a powder puff."

ever curious, grabbed another item, "And

makeup, Molly teased, "Chad, ever thought

was a playful smack on Molly's leg, which promptly

preferences and supporting her efforts. Later that night, as Chad was about to get cozy with Molly, she cheekily informed him of her period, successfully thwarting his advances. Molly's triumphant strategy even went as far as to share it with her friend, Mia, suggesting she

of concealer for his hickey, tried to coax Molly into helping him again. This time, Molly was less cooperative until Chad's playful retaliation left