Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 691

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!"

How much of mine and Andre's dirt

ever the peacemaker, intervened, "Come on, let's not fight.

just defending herself against Andre's claim that our gossip-loving Henry got it

genes from you three, infecting my sweet grandson," Hansen joked, causing Molly

but his laughter halted as he realized everyone was

gave Molly a

Molly with his cane, "You dare say it's

You said it

wishing Chad was there to defend

me, and I won't

six kids. Think I'll

the little one snuggled in his father's arms, witnessing the

sister. My brother won't stand up to you, and Naomi spoils me the most.

for over twenty years or the newborn who does nothing but cry and keep

was futile, Hansen ordered, "Call Chad. Tell him

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

momentarily distracted,

"You know, the heart of

Hansen was speechless.

hold back laughter,

daughters are like their mothers. Maybe we should

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