Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Mia knew exactly what Naomi was up to, but she kept quiet. Molly knew too, and she didn't say a word either. Leo, the most aware of all, was the least inclined to speak up.

Only Anya, naive and inexperienced, thought her great-aunt simply wanted to give her parents a gift. She politely said, "Uncle, Aunt, I'm already causing enough trouble staying at your place. No need to send gifts to my parents. It should be our family giving gifts to you." Leo placed a piece of salmon on Anya's plate, "We've already bought it, just take it back with you. No need for formalities."

"Chad-"

A straightforward man urged, "Come on, eat up. No point just calling my name; it won't fill you up."

Naomi chuckled, "Anya, don't be so polite with your great-aunt. One of these days, your uncle, your grandfather, and I will visit your parents."

"Ah?"

Mia and Molly exchanged glances and stifled their laughter.

By the end of the meal, Anya was utterly confused.

As they were leaving, Mia called her husband, who knew her location and planned to come over. Mia took her still-sleeping son, "I won't go to Leo's place then, I'll just meet my husband."

Hansen declared, "I'm full and satisfied. Time to go home, play some video games, and then sleep." Naomi and Bruce naturally had to accompany Hansen back.

Molly linked arms with Chad, "Shopping spree on Chad's dime."

The family tacitly left the young couple alone, knowing Anya would leave tomorrow. They wanted to give them some alone time this afternoon.

Chad, with his arm around his little wife, announced, "Then we're off."

Shortly after, Andre's car pulled up. The driver stepped out, "Ma'am, the president sent me to pick you and Henry up for the ferry."

Mia got into the car with her son.

After seeing off the rest of the family, only the young couple remained at the door. "Chad, what are we going to do?"

down, holding Anya's hand, "Come on, I'll take you ice

shook her

"I'm here."

...

shore. Henry, having had his nap, was woken up by his mother and

stepped off the boat, always dressed in a suit, even on weekends with

and opened the door. "Daddy-"

you came to see

"Husband, I hope I'm not disturbing

here, only others can disturb Mrs. Cedillo's enjoyment. You won't disturb

"Husband, keep a low profile. I'll enjoy myself in

onto the boat, they found about five or six people inside. Mia

you today," joked a man nearby, noticing the curious Henry in Andre's

unembarrassed, joked naturally, "What kind of fame of mine

are about his beloved wife at home. Just now, Andre saw you from afar and personally came down to greet you, even worried

wife a cup of tea, "Try this, the tea is bitter

eat or drink anything,

can't drink this. Let me make you a bottle of

the group engaged Mia

did you have for lunch?"

Enclave. Dad paid, Molly and I

twinkled with amusement, "The old

he's the chairman, he can afford

chatting through lunch, the boat reached the center of the serene lake, its green waters shimmering. Mia admired the scenery around her, and soon, many

his father's arms at the bow, among a group fishing, nestled against his father, joining in the

comfort of the chairs, the only difference being Andre multitasking as a doting father. Discussions ranged from international affairs to the price of fish,

Henry was fully engaged, watching over his bottle, and after finishing his formula, he looked up at his father, "Dad, ah~" "Finished? Sit up and join Dad in fishing." Andre set his son on his lap, both in

for a while, Mia came to take her son, though Henry was reluctant to leave his

the back, chose to stay at the bow, watching