Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

The family doctor had just left, and per Hansen's request, this time he brought along a pediatrician. Little Henry took one look at the strangers and started bawling, refusing to let anyone hold him. "Don't cry, Henry. Aunt Naomi's got you while the doctor checks you out," Naomi comforted him, wrapping him in her arms to let the doctor do his thing.

Before noon, Andre found a moment to call his father. "Dad, how's my son doing?"

"Henry's got a fever. The doctor suggested we try cool compresses and keep him hydrated instead of giving him meds right away. Can you believe that? Just water, like it's some miracle cure. My grandson's been drinking so much water, he's practically a little water balloon," Hansen grumbled, clearly annoyed.

Andre sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Let's just follow the doctor's advice for now. Just don't give him too much at once."

In the background, Henry could still be heard crying. Hansen moved the phone closer to the little one. "Your dad's on the line, kiddo." "Hey, buddy. Crying again?" Andre asked gently.

Henry's sobs softened, unsure of where the voice was coming from.

Naomi chuckled, "Looking for your dad, huh?"

Andre said softly, "Take a nap, buddy. I'll try to come home early and spend some time with you."

That seemed to upset Henry even more, and he resumed crying.

Andre's break was over, and he headed back into the boardroom. Leo, one of his colleagues, asked, "Uncle, how's Henry doing?"

"Grandpa says he's got a bit of a fever, probably just a mild one," Andre replied. "Alright, let's get this meeting started."

Meanwhile, Mia had skipped lunch to talk to her professor about adjusting her class schedule. University professors usually keep the same pace across different classes, so Mia planned to join the earlier class to catch up on the same lessons. "Professor Grant, I'm in your afternoon sessions," Mia introduced herself.

"Of course, I know who you are," replied Professor Grant, a motherly figure who was well aware of Mia's situation.

Mia explained, "The weather turned cold a few days ago, and somehow my son got sick, came down with a fever and a cold. Could I possibly join the earlier class today? I'm really worried and would like to get home to him as soon as possible." "Absolutely. Just head to the classroom when it's time. Kids are so prone to catching colds this time of year. How old is your little one now?"

months," Mia realized, amazed at how quickly the time had

different

After a sleepless night, she knew the afternoon would be tough. So, when the

aunt, tried calling Mia, who had forgotten to take her phone off

aunt's class is? I want to bring

was in the middle

Mia could only take a few bites of

Mia felt somewhat refreshed and thanked her professor before rushing home to

stopped crying and was being fed a bottle by Naomi. Hungry and

back," Mia announced as

lifted him up. "Look who's here, Mia's

Henry smiled for

joined Mia. "Nowadays, it feels like the whole family's heart is set on

and asking how

after short naps," Molly

in his mother's arms, Henry drank his milk and

"Did Andre call today?"

he did. And Chad called a bunch too, all worried about

her son, Mia finally

you lay him down and rest a bit

just cuddle for a while.

mother's embrace,

Mia to eat? She missed lunch because she was arranging her classes to come home early." Hearing this, Hansen immediately expressed his concern in his usual gruff manner, "That Mia, why didn't she say anything earlier? If she had, we could've had something ready