Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Molly and Mia emerged from the back, helping Hansen as they walked ahead.

Leo, cradling Henry, ambled towards the dining room, calling over a servant, "Go fetch Anya for dinner."

Before long, Anya entered the dining room, her head bowed, her long hair hiding half her face.

Leo glanced at her and then nudged the little bundle in his arms towards her. "Want to play with Henry? Just saved him for you."

Henry, with his chubby little hand, was ready to cause trouble, reaching for Anya's hair. But his brother grabbed his hand, "Hey, are you looking for trouble?"

"Ah ah babble babble," Henry babbled.

Leo, unfazed, teased, "What's all this babbling about? Can't talk properly but still loves to chatter."

Mia and Molly exchanged a knowing look, silently admiring Leo's calm demeanor and acting skills.

When Henry tried to approach Anya again, she dodged, and this time Leo noticed. "Anya, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice full of concern.

Anya shook her head.

Leo was about to lift Anya's hair to check her face when Andre, from across the table, grabbed Henry's booster seat. "Henry, come here, sit with Dad." Andre walked over, taking his beloved son from Leo's arms. Noticing a hair tie on Mia's wrist, Leo called out, "Mia, let Anya use your hair tie. It's hard to eat with hair all over the place."

Mia untied it and handed it to Leo. "This hair tie was just to entertain my son. Here you go."

Leo stood up, leaned across the table to take it, then handed it to the downcast Anya. "Put it on."

"Mm, Chad, I don't want to~"

her voice, Leo, concerned, lifted

"No-"

sudden mood swings of

was seated, with

a toast. "Today, it's just us, no big or small matters. Let's celebrate Leo's

atmosphere, joked, "Oh, so I'm the star today. You guys could have shown more sincerity! A gift or something would have been nice, instead of just a meal

at a loss for words, staying

stand on your own

his wife, who was intermittently feeding their son, and his smile slowly faded. "Mia,

"He's

Leo's tolerance for alcohol? With all the socializing to come, you'll need to

nephew, praised, "He can hold his liquor,

liver has been through years of drinking." He glanced at Anya, who

your uncle's footsteps, learn everything from Andre. When we're old, you'll

as Leo was about to respond, a small voice

you

Chad doesn't like this job." She glanced around the table, tears welling up. Her voice breaking, she continued, "He loves computers, dreams of working in IT, wants to switch fields for

grabbing her wrist to stop her

she felt choked up with discomfort. "At night, he wasn't playing games; he was studying. On weekends, Chad didn't waste time either; he went to the library to study. He's been secretly working hard for his dream, he's really

Anya's wrist, intending to

at Leo, her voice

Leo's movement paused, realizing...

dreams because of me. I

to be with me, how can you guarantee we'll be together in three, five, ten years? What if you meet someone you like more? What if I meet someone