Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Henry's sorrow clung to him all the way to his granddad's house. As soon as the old man scooped him up, Henry's usual dramatics kicked in, tears and all. Sitting on Grandpa's lap, those cheap little tears made their appearance yet again. Bruce held his little nephew, noticing the sweat that had soaked through Henry's onesie. He felt sorry for the kid and asked, "How many shots did you get today to end up crying like this?"

Mia, unfazed, cheerfully replied, "Just one! And next month, it's two. He'll probably cry even harder."

Bruce wiped Henry's tears and, despite the heat, took him out to the yard to lift his spirits.

Naomi had been bustling about, making sure the kitchen prepared all of Henry's favorite treats. When she found out he was outside, she turned to her husband, "It's so hot out there! Aren't you worried about heatstroke? The kid's going to be scared. You never break a sweat like this in winter."

Sure enough, Bruce was soon chased back into the living room by his wife, still holding the kid.

Henry's tears vanished like magic when he saw the delicious food his great-aunt had prepared.

Molly, learning that the family of three was flying out that day, sighed, "Enjoy these days while you can just pick up and go. Once you start working, freedom's a distant memory."

Mia agreed, "And cherish your pre-mom days too. Once you have a kid, you'll understand the 'ball and chain' situation. A tiny baby takes up half the suitcase! If your brother wasn't free to help, I'd be stuck."

The sisters ended their chat, both feeling a pang of envy for Anya.

"Sweetie, you're living the dream right now," one of them said.

Anya, feeling down, replied, "We're about to break up, and you still think it's great."

Molly advised, "Anya, men are the easiest thing to find. You're better off without those jerks. Your aunt and I, we want to divorce but are too scared. At least you're not married; breaking up is just a word away." Leo, overhearing Molly on the phone with Anya, grabbed the phone and said, "Are you looking for trouble?"

Molly, caught off guard, retorted, "I trust my Chad, and you stop trying to stir the pot."

Leo warned, "Just you wait."

After hanging up, Leo turned to Anya, "Don't listen to them. If they want to divorce, let them try. They're just messing with your head. Stop answering their calls." Anya, clutching the blankets, looked dazed.

Leo sensed trouble, "What are you overthinking now?"

began, "Chad, do you even

his chest, "Should I wear a sign that says: 'Anya's boyfriend,

"That's not necessary."

front of her, "Feeling

chase after me; a kiss doesn't count," Anya

leaned back and scratched his head,

wait right

and grabbed her wrist, "Waiting

leaving

with Henry from the passenger seat while

nephew while Naomi video-called, showing Henry's sweet face to

sneakily changed Anya's contact name to "daughter-in-law" and sent screenshots to

didn't stop her, just

with Naomi, accidentally

grandson's crying, hid in his bedroom after lunch, fearing Mia would enlist

locked his

for ages, "Son, call your grandpa to come hold

hidden, leaving Henry in the arms

they didn't put him in the

recorded and sent the video to the family

think Henry looks like Leo and Anya's kid, and our brother Naomi

replied, "That's exactly how

have had

slow; who knows when they'll

a straight answer today? I don't need a great-grandkid; I just want to know if I'll see you marry Anya in

his grandson

seeing the messages, pouted cutely and complained, "Chad, Grandpa's scolding