Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 791

Mrs. Calder stayed by her daughter's side, too considerate to disrupt her studying, occasionally popping a grape into her daughter's mouth while enjoying one herself. "Mom, why are you and Chad both so obsessed with making me eat fruit? If I eat too much, I'll get a

stomachache."

Mrs. Calder fed her daughter another grape. "It's good for dieting."

"Chad doesn't want me to diet. He says if I get too skinny, he'll have to cook a Thanksgiving turkey just to fatten me up."

Mrs. Calder burst out laughing, "Did he really say that?"

Anya nodded, "He also tricked me into thinking eating fruit makes you smarter."

"What else did he say?"

Anya reflected on Chad's usual witty remarks and shared a couple of recent ones with her mom. "Chad said other boyfriends are like factory-made products, but he's one of a kind. Basically, that's what he meant. He tried to give me his credit card, and when I refused, he pinched my cheek, saying he might turn me into a little chubby like Henry."

Mrs. Calder laughed again, "I always thought he was quite composed, reserved, and thorough in his actions. I didn't expect him to be this type."

"Mom, once you get to know Chad, you'll see he's both pitiable and deserving. At home, he's always picked on by his aunt, criticized by his uncle, bullied by his grandfather. Though pitiable, he truly deserves it."

Mrs. Calder chuckled, "Then what do you like about him?"

"If I could pinpoint what I like about him, I'd say it's admiration and attraction. But I love Chad, not for anything specific, just everything about him, even when we argue. What about you, Mom? What do you love about Dad?"

Mrs. Calder thought for a moment, "I don't just 'like' your dad."

Anya turned, shocked, "What?"

"I love your dad."

slowly relaxed,

Calder came downstairs, joining his wife and daughter with a smile,

don't need your help, Dad. I'm saving my questions for

signed you and your mom up for a trip. Go on a vacation with her. I'm busy and can't accompany your mom. She shouldn't go alone, and you have a long summer break. It'd be

to travel,

gently rubbing her

evening deepened, Molly's car pulled into the Cedillo family's driveway.

her father, she called out,

a chubby baby. "He went out with his friends this afternoon and

grandson to keep him company at home? Who is he out

buddies. Henry's at that clingy stage, only wants me, and even

okay for Dad to go out, saves him from straining his eyes on

If it were young people, she could scold them, but with her father-in-law addicted, even the

pick

let's go pick up Grandpa. I'll

go ahead, my arm hurts, and it's tough holding him in the

is exhausting

nodded, "Then

leave, Andre

you going this

up Grandpa. He's at Harry's and not

"I'll come

see how your sister

Andre smiled.

and youthful. Look at me, my arm hurts from holding you. I have to dress considering your comfort, worried about scratching you with any embellishments. Not being by your side makes you cry. My days revolve around you, Henry. Andre's son, can you give your mom

grabbed Mia's hand, attempting to put it in his

is going to make