Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 819

Chad quickly rang up his wife. Molly was in the middle of dinner, hung up, and silenced her phone. "You're not calling to clear up some case, are you?" "Clear up? What case?" Conner was puzzled.

Molly, looking a bit surprised, brought up an old story, "Remember when my little sweetheart had you crying at the police station, and the police thought you were a kidnapper? Wasn't that incident recorded?"

Conner glanced at Molly, his newfound "acquaintance," and reminded her, "Keep it down, will you?" He still wanted to maintain some dignity. Then he asked, "Wait, how do you know about that?"

Molly, munching on her chicken, replied, "Everyone in my family knows about it."

Conner eyed Molly, who was happily crunching on her chicken, "Who spilled the beans?"

Molly shrugged, "Well, I told a few people."

Conner thought he misheard her at first, but nope, she really did say that. "Molly, how can you just say that like it's no big deal? I'm buying you dinner here."

Once Molly finished eating, she wiped her mouth and said, "And you guys, four grown men taking a kid to the police station, aren't you embarrassed?"

"Well, what you said..."

Molly decided to lay it out, "Listen, pal, since you're treating me to dinner, let me give you a friendly tip. The Cedillo family motto: 'Don't mess with Mia, don't argue with me, and don't eat in front of Henry.' Keep that in mind!" Conner had heard bits and pieces about the infamous Cedillo family kids.

"What were you doing at the station, and why did you leave with me?" Conner asked.

Molly responded, "I went to the station; everyone knows why."

Conner was intrigued, "Can you not make it like your Andre, turning a simple answer into a puzzle?" He figured it had something to do with Chad.

Molly shot back, "Then can you not be like my Andre, asking about the obvious?"

Conner gave up, "Alright, let's skip the verbal sparring. I'm dizzy from your roundabout talk, and I'm clearly getting nowhere."

After a bit more chatting, they got more comfortable with each other. Molly asked outright, "So, what's your real reason for being here?"

"Came to see

the police station often, but he doesn't live there, does he? Be upfront, you share your story, I'll share mine. I came to argue with

and I've been

"Why? I'm not the biggest fan

feelings aren't genuine. I'm his

who this "someone else" might be. He probed,

I've met his

What do you think about their relationship?" Conner

lunch, Molly was

Conner nodded, "Not bad."

a bit oblivious to Conner's reaction, didn't realize he

Chad is pretty responsible, so all I see is a professional

be right. After all, Chad's married now, and that woman would have some self-respect, not wanting to

a catch. Out of billions, only

boat, a thousand to share a pillow.' You two haven't hit your hundred or thousand years yet. Don't jump to divorce at the first sign of trouble; it can hurt the relationship. Go home

called her seven or eight times in no

Molly quickly called back,

was frantic, even a bit high-pitched, "I

old friend, and we're having dinner. Don't come over; I'll head to the station

"Who is he?"

he says his name

repeated the name in

in the back seat by the window, suddenly

station this afternoon. I'm busy and won't be there. Come

Share your location with me now; I'll keep an eye on you heading

took the

and catch up on sleep. What time did you stay up waiting for me last night, only to fall asleep

out her tongue, "You're annoying, I'm hanging

him, still not