Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Andre quipped in response to his wife's silent question, "Yeah, it's dark out, but the garage lights are on. Some folks, you know, have eagle eyes-20/20 vision, or even better." His rare jab was softened by the fond look he gave his wife's svelte figure and their chubby-

cheeked

son.

Referred to affectionately by her husband as "some folks," Mia couldn't help but bite her tongue.

Andre walked over to the window, glanced at the newlyweds in the parking lot, and then, carrying their son who'd finally run out of energy, led his wife back into the living room. "Our little guy loves any excitement. Must've gotten that from you," he said, wrapping an arm around Mia's shoulders with adoring affection.

If their little one hadn't been under the weather, he'd be up and about, causing a ruckus alongside Mia.

During a check-up, the doctor had even commented on how lively their child was, suggesting it ran in the family.

"Who, me? He's got it from his aunt and his brother too," Mia retorted, sharing the blame.

At this, Hansen, standing nearby, nodded vigorously, "Absolutely, Mia's spot on."

Just then, Jade dashed back into the living room, curious about the laughter. "Dad, what did Mia say that got you agreeing so enthusiastically?"

Hansen chuckled, "Ah, Mia was just sharing some juicy gossip about you and Chad."

Molly immediately glared at her best friend. "Traitor!"

talking! How much of mine and

on, let's not

"Mia was just defending herself against Andre's claim that our gossip-loving Henry got it from her. She argued

bad genes from you three, infecting my sweet grandson," Hansen joked, causing Molly to ask, "So, whose bad genes did

Hansen laughed, but his laughter halted as he realized everyone was

a

threatened Molly with his

names. You said it yourself.

her words, wishing Chad was there to

"Lay a hand on me, and I won't take care

kids.

unfold, with the little one snuggled in his father's

your daughter-in-law's my sister. My brother won't stand up to you, and Naomi spoils me the most. You really think you can count on me?" Frustrated, Hansen exclaimed, "I still have

or the newborn who does nothing but cry and keep

ordered, "Call

clinging to her father, "Dad, no need. I'm your little

momentarily distracted, "Why

blinked, "You know, the heart

Hansen was speechless.

to hold back laughter, turned

are like their