Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chad had already chopped enough meat for the stir-fry, but hearing Molly's comment, he laughed and cut an extra piece. "If you're well-fed, I'll be satisfied tonight too."

Molly: "...How about we go vegetarian and have green onion and tofu for lunch today?"

After cooking, the couple, who had woken up late, sat down in the dining room to eat.

While insisting she wouldn't let her mom eat, Molly ended up grabbing a bowl and running to the living room to feed Coleen some meat.

Henry also woke up from his nap, unusually quiet, and played in his crib for a while, kicking off his light blanket. He could hear the voices of his family in the living room, and knowing they were nearby, Henry stayed calm and played quietly. Andre, always the concerned parent, would occasionally check on his son to see if he was too hot or too cold.

That's when he saw the little legs sticking out from the wooden crib, the blanket gone, only his little feet kicking freely.

Andre smiled gently, walking over to the crib and finding Henry awake, sucking on his fingers.

Looking down at his son, Henry looked up with his chubby little face, his soft and obedient nature melting Andre's usually stern heart.

"Da-da-"

Henry's voice carried into the living room, drawing everyone's attention.

As Andre reached out to pick up Henry, the boy excitedly raised his arms, asking to be held by his dad.

"When did you wake up? You didn't even cry."

Naomi hurried over, as if Henry had learned some incredible skill, praising him for a long time. "Henry, you don't cry when you wake up now? How about you sleep with your great-aunt tonight?"

Mia went to prepare the formula, and Naomi continued to chat with the family about the idle talk from before. Soon, Hansen, feeling the summer sleepiness, got up to go to bed.

Henry, holding his bottle, drank his formula, while Bruce pinched his little nephew's feet, chatting with his brother.

Life always reveals itself in the mundane, ordinary yet warm and common.

the Calder family's house, where her parents were already waiting at the front

by his parents, he also had some of his own. Anya didn't want Leo to spend

how to manage money, that he was a spendthrift, had no sense

out his bank

Anya: "..."

thousand dollars in there, my salary from working at the Cedillo Group. Unless it's a big deal, I won't touch this card,

salary card from working at the Cedillo

it last year, why set the PIN as my

time, it was Leo's turn to be

when I was setting it

chuckled and then, seizing the opportunity to tease, deliberately clarified, "Oh-so Chad liked me already last

the confidence to say I liked

it was you." Anya grabbed Leo's wrist, stopping him

babies have chubby, round faces, though not many people pinch them, but people do kiss them, loving to suck on their adorable cheeks. And thus, they become rounder. While a round face is indeed cute, a woman's pursuit of beauty surpasses cuteness. Anya wanted a slim

don't like people who are skinny as a rail. If you dare get that skinny, I'll get a pig's head for you to eat,

tearful eyes, questioned, "Chad, why are you different from other

people's boyfriends mass-produced? All

"..." She was once again left

playing with her aunts for so long, she

bank

Leo: "You dare."

bank card, "Chad, it's your money. We're just dating,

on the side of the road, pinching Anya's cheek with both hands, "If you don't manage my money, I'll

he teased his cute brother again, "Just like Henry's

the little baby finished his milk and sneezed in the

as curious as

little one scared himself and