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.

you've calmed down." At least he was paying

they were newly married and still getting to know each other, she had called him by his name, but later it was always "honey," and

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 be too much of a blabbermouth, unable to keep a friend's secret. But

began with

you

had moved next to Andre while holding

of his wife and son, though their son had a bit more baby fat, "So, are you going to

flaws and

you say

lost your

a "hot pot" and her words 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,

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,

nor can I say Anya's decision is wrong, and I certainly can't say Leo's 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 such a heart- wrenching choice. Do you think

at times,

but then, suddenly, he changes direction, discarding all my

waiting

arms are sore from holding him, I can't