Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 827

Mia cradled her son, saying, "Alright, we're heading home. If Conner tries to snatch our kid again, you have my green light to get physical." Andre, ever the audacious one, suggested to his sweet wife to stand her ground. "Would you be mad if I got into a fight?" she asked, a hint of mischief in her eyes.

"Not at all."

"And if I happen to rough up one of your friends, would you be upset?"

"I'd reward you." "Hubby, I love you."

"I love you too."

The little family flaunted their affection as they left, leaving Conner stewing in his frustration. He slammed the table and muttered, "I must've been blind to have called those guys my brothers."

Once they were out of earshot, their son piped up in his tiny voice, "Daddy, you won't say we three musketeers have a weak bond anymore, will you? Your friendships seem shaky too." Andre chuckled, "You can't judge everyone by Conner's actions. It's his issue, not ours."

"But daddy," Mia chimed in, with a playful tone, "I think it's your problem. What do we do about it?"

"What do you suggest?" Andre asked, amused.

"I've been craving Majestic Dining Enclave. If we go there, I'd say the problem is with them, and my hubby's the best," she said, her eyes lighting up with the thought of a feast. Andre gave a knowing smile, finally realizing why his wife had come to pick him up from work-it was all about the food.

They drove straight to Majestic Dining Enclave, where a private room awaited them on the second floor with a stunning view. Andre held their little one while Mia enthusiastically ordered, "This, this, and everything on this page, and, oh, everything on the next page too." The father and son watched in awe as Mia ordered without holding back.

"Mrs. Cedillo, are you expecting more guests?" the manager asked politely, noticing the large order.

Mrs. Cedillo shook her head, "Nope, just the three of us." She knew her husband was disciplined enough to stop eating when full, leaving her to handle the bulk of the meal.

The manager took a glance at the menu and quietly left. Soon, a high chair was brought over, and Henry sat beside his father, eyes wide with excitement at the dishes being served, his little hands eagerly clapping.

though Henry was getting antsy, his

with gusto. "Honey, I overheard you talking about Leo with

"Nothing serious."

Annie? I caught snippets of names, stories about someone's sister dying, and someone else missing. Spill the beans. Why did you call Conner a bastard to the family? And who's Conner's brother that vanished?" Andre watched his wife's ravenous eating, her

didn't

how do you know Annie?" Andre inquired,

Mia paused, looking up, feigning innocence, "I'm not sure what you're talking

you're footing the dinner

"Molly mentioned Annie

Andre frowned.

explain, "Molly and Chad are

didn't you

me to vent. Telling you would've changed the context. Besides, it's not like there was cheating involved. It's best they sort it out themselves-we're just bystanders." So she stayed out of it, letting them

more slowly. Andre added, "Next time, tell me these

kicked Chad out for a bit; there's no

Annie now?"

just colleagues, and their past thing was partly

meal and conversation, momentarily forgetting about

sudden coughing fit grabbed their

into her son's mouth to retrieve the

upset, began to

Henry was nestled in his mom's lap, his

unfinished, the family packed up and hurried

back, they called ahead to have Henry's

nephew. "Crying so much, I bet you took his

on the table, with Henry eyeing his parents' dinner over

he only had a bowl, he