Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

In another bedroom.

After Mia returned, she went straight to her husband's arms to cuddle Henry.

Henry, wanting to be a good boy, turned towards Mia. This time, Andre spread himself out, blocking his wife from hugging their son.

Mia, feeling annoyed, grabbed her husband's shoulders and tried to take Henry, "I let you hold him earlier, and you didn't. Now you won't let me? Give me the child!"

Henry clung onto his mom's sleeves, refusing to let go as if his dad was the big villain preventing him from getting to his mom's comforting embrace.

Finally, Henry managed to snuggle into his mom's tender arms, his little mouth wide open, immediately planting wet kisses on Mia's cheek.

Mia, holding her little bundle of joy, endured her son's slobber with a loving smile.

The room fell into a hush, neither Andre nor Mia spoke, just taking turns holding their son. The bedroom was filled with Henry's fearless babbling, lying on his mom's face without a care. His little hands poked at his mom's chunky knit sweater, making a hole in it, and then curiously started playing with the fabric.

After a few minutes of silence, Andre broke the ice, "Is there anything else you're hiding from me about Leo?"

"That's everything Molly told you." Mia glanced at her husband and asked, "Andre, have you cooled down?" "What did you call me?" Andre's sharp gaze met his wife's.

"Hmm, seems like you've calmed down." At least he was paying attention to how

by his name, but later it was always "honey," and in

beginning, and I truly feel sorry about that. But at the time, I really couldn't tell you." Mia was unsure if her decision back then was right or wrong and felt a bit wronged, "Leo wasn't sure himself, and if I told you, then I would

with

you think I'm

next to Andre while holding

though their son had a bit more baby

nodded, "Well, everyone has flaws and issues, it's

didn't you say

didn't dare. Plus, you had just lost your temper. Who scrubs a pot while it's still hot? You have to let it cool

to "scrubbing the pot." She didn't speak up earlier because she was afraid of "burning her hands" on the "hot pot." Now that her husband had calmed down, the "pot" had cooled. Andre looked

weren't they thinking the same as you? They thought going abroad would offer him better opportunities since competition is too fierce at home. Your thinking now is exactly the same as theirs back then. You hope Leo follows the plan, takes over the company, secures his position, so even without you, Leo

decision is faulty. Because both you and Anya are acting out of love for Leo. And Leo, because he loves you and this family, and has grown fond of Anya, made

his wife, who could be so insightful at times, knowing

him as my successor, but then, suddenly, he changes direction, discarding all my years of effort to start from scratch for his dreams. I would be angry too." Mia looked into her husband's eyes, the man she

at his wife's mouth, waiting for her to point out

heavy, my arms are sore from holding him,