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."

Henry was stripped down and waving his

everything, both what I should and shouldn't have." They chatted a bit more.

nodded. "Couldn't get

can't either. Could you check on Anya

was a 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

"No problem."

diaper, Mia gave him a few kisses before

on their phones, trying to understand their son's interests,

were still on. Hansen, who usually liked to calculate things, put aside his

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

to think things through. Tonight, you helped him voice his thoughts. Now he can

...

the bed 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

immediately put out his cigarette, got up, and

Mia was about to enter, Andre closed whatever was on his computer, stood up, and walked out, taking her hand. "Is

Mia nodded. "Yes, but before he fell asleep, he kept turning his face towards where you usually sleep, crying

smell like smoke; it's not good for you and the baby. I'll sleep

back, take a shower, and we won't smell it. Besides, you can explain to me what

some data. "You should

there too. If you smoke, I'll inhale the

wife holding onto his arm and not letting go, Andre relented. "I'm waiting for some

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

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