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?"

six months," Mia realized, amazed at

different

time for lunch, Mia headed straight to the classroom. After a sleepless night, she knew the afternoon would be tough. So, when the classroom was empty,

her aunt, tried calling Mia, who

messaged Leo, "Chad, do you know where my aunt's class is? I want to bring her a sandwich

was in the middle of a meeting but took a moment to provide Mia's classroom details

much time left, and Mia could only take a few bites of

felt somewhat refreshed and thanked her professor before rushing

being fed a bottle by

back," Mia announced as she

paused his feeding, and Naomi lifted him up. "Look

mom, Henry smiled for the

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

Henry's ear temperature and asking how his day had

been fussy, crying after

arms, Henry drank his milk and fell

"Did Andre call today?"

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

son, Mia

him down and rest a bit

a while. He's not feeling well, might as well

mother's embrace,

arranging her classes to come home early." Hearing this, Hansen