Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

"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."

in her pajamas, Molly headed to Mia's bedroom, where Henry was stripped down and waving his limbs at the sight of

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

nodded. "Couldn't

definitely can't either. Could you check on Anya later? She might have a

Molly being new to this, bathing Henry 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 him out of the basin. "I'll figure out a way to bring Andre back home. You just keep the

"No problem."

into his diaper, Mia gave him

trying to understand their son's interests, regretting their lack of involvement in his upbringing, which left

was late, the lights in the Cedillo household were still on. Hansen, who usually liked to calculate things, put

went to check on Anya, who had swollen eyes. "Aunt Molly, Chad isn't

you helped him voice his thoughts. Now he can seriously consider the

...

sleep. She blocked off the side of the bed and quietly got up to head to her husband's study. As soon as she opened the door, she was

immediately put out his cigarette, got up,

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

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

it's not good for you and

we won't smell it. Besides,

waiting for some data. "You should go back to sleep;

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

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

few minutes. When the message finally came through, Andre took her hand and returned to the bedroom, checking