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."

and waving his limbs at the

have." They chatted a

nodded. "Couldn't

definitely can't either. Could you check on Anya later?

so Mia quickly washed his bottom, armpits, neck, thighs, and other areas prone to bacteria. She then lifted him

"No problem."

changing Henry into his diaper, Mia gave him a

husband were on their phones, trying to understand their son's interests, regretting their lack of involvement in

household were still on. Hansen, who usually

Molly, Chad isn't answering my calls," she said, tears streaming down

"Don't worry. Let's give Leo some space to think things through. Tonight, you helped him voice his thoughts. Now he can seriously

...

and quietly got up to head to her husband's study. As soon as she opened the door, she was hit by a pungent smell; the room was full of smoke.

cigarette, got up, and opened the window. "Don't come

whatever was on his computer, stood

but before he fell asleep, he kept turning his face towards where you usually sleep, crying for you. Now he's sleeping facing

heart softened. "I smell like smoke; it's not good for

we won't smell it. Besides,

"You should go back to sleep;

you sleep tonight, I'll sleep there too. If you smoke, I'll inhale the second-hand smoke, even if

letting go, Andre relented.

through, Andre took

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