Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 722

"Do I still have any concerns?" Andre asked directly. "Let's hash them out tonight."

Mia shook her head. "I'm scared to say more."

"Then let's not talk about it."

Andre stood up, ready to put their son to bed. As soon as he laid Henry down, the little boy rolled around on the bed, propping himself up with his hands, looking at the big bed where he was all alone, wondering why his parents weren't joining him. Andre was about to leave when Mia quickly got up. "Honey, where are you going?"

"The study."

"Our son hasn't had his bath yet. Can you stay and help me bathe him?"

"How about we skip the bath tonight?"

Andre left the room without another word. Mia watched him go, blinking in surprise. "Did I really say all that, and he didn't react at all?"

She looked at the little bundle of joy on the bed, sighed, and called Molly. "Hey, Molly, are you asleep?"

"No, Chad is explaining some science stuff to me."

"Can you come over and help me bathe Henry? I think Andre's mad at me again; he went to the study and left us."

"I'll be there in three minutes."

Molly hung up, got out of bed, and turned to Chad. "You go ahead and sleep; I've got to help Mia with Henry's bath."

stripped down and waving his limbs at the sight of his aunt. "What did you

have."

"Couldn't

Anya

bit of a challenge. He was chubby and slippery, so Mia quickly washed his bottom, armpits, neck, thighs, and other areas prone to bacteria. She then lifted him out of the

"No problem."

diaper, Mia gave him a few kisses before Molly

the Cedillo family was restless. Naomi and her husband were on their phones, trying to understand their son's interests, regretting their lack of involvement in his upbringing, which left them

was late, the lights in the Cedillo household were still on. Hansen, who usually liked to calculate things, put aside his usual concerns to search for information

went to check on Anya, who had swollen eyes. "Aunt Molly, Chad isn't answering my calls," she said, tears streaming

things through. Tonight, you helped him voice his thoughts.

...

got up to head to her husband's study. As soon as she opened the door, she was hit by a

cigarette, got up, and opened the window.

enter, Andre closed whatever was on his computer, stood up, and walked out, taking her hand.

he kept turning his face towards where you usually sleep, crying

like smoke; it's not good for

it. Besides, you can explain to

still waiting for some data. "You should

you smoke, I'll inhale the second-hand smoke, even if it

not letting go, Andre relented.

came through, Andre took her hand and returned to the bedroom, checking his phone on the

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