Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance
Chapter 848
Chapter 848
Molly slammed on the brakes and pulled up next to Mia and her son. "Mia, when I asked for your help, I didn't mean for you and Henry to be out here suffering." Mia looked puzzled. "Suffering? We're just sitting here, keeping an eye on Saul from outside his shop."
Molly was visibly upset. "Not suffering? It's sweltering out here, and I asked you to keep an eye on Saul, not to stake out like private detectives. Sitting by the roadside in this heat, if Andre saw his two precious ones out here, he'd be heartbroken. He'd have my hide!" The dozing Henry in her arms suddenly woke up with a start, his little face crumpling into a cute pout.
Molly's heart softened, feeling sorry for her family. She blamed herself, thinking she should have set them up comfortably in a café, sipping iced lattes. Seeing them from afar made her heart ache, and she knew Andre would feel the same seeing his treasures like this. Henry sat up, crying, and Mia turned on a mini fan to cool him down.
Hearing Henry's soft cries, Molly's heart melted. She picked up the warm little bundle and covered Henry with kisses. "Mia, get in the car. I'll drive you both home."
Holding her chubby nephew, Molly opened the trunk and showered him with more kisses.
Henry slowly woke up, watching as his small toy car was placed in the trunk, and he cried out again, comforted by his aunt's embrace in the car.
Mia settled into the back seat. "Molly, don't be mad. Henry and I are actually enjoying ourselves. We're not bothered at all."
"Mia, Andre and I worry about you getting sunburned. We even set up a sunshade by the pool for you. Whenever you go out, Andre insists on driving to keep you cool. Now you've gone out without telling us, if you or the kid gets sick from the heat, I'd be in big trouble." "It's not that serious. Besides, you're being too formal with me. Remember when we went to the beach in the middle of summer during our vacation? You dragged me along and didn't worry about me getting sunburned then."
Molly remembered the past: ".
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The beach had been deserted at noon. They had both ended up sunburned, and at home, her brother and mother had to apply ointment to their burns every day...
Mia added, "Henry and I get bored staying at home all day. It's nice to come out, get some sun, sweat a bit. It's like a natural detox. We sleep so well at night. Right, son?"
Henry mumbled his agreement.
been in there for hours, and he went in alone. Doesn't it seem strange he's taking this long?" Molly, distracted by her nephew playing
p.m., Saul emerged from the café with
quickly took photos with
went well; they
car, cuddling the soft bundle in her
clapped for her son in the back seat,
fascinated by the driver's seat and clung to his aunt's neck, unwilling
neck, refusing. Mia quickly took the co-driver's seat, letting him stay upfront to
her
risk of collisions, Molly's overconfidence in her
Molly braked hard but not fully, resulting in a "thud" as her car
passengers were stunned; they
it was bumper cars, thrilled by the
the severity of the situation. The other car's rear was damaged,
the other vehicle, angrily asking, "How do you
damage. "You changed lanes without signaling, and at such a close
driving experience with her sister and nephew ended in
man eyed his damaged car, "A thousand dollars to settle this privately. I need
even without car knowledge that the
retorted, "How can you demand money when it's
car, insisted, "How did you get your license? The rear car is always at fault in a rear-end
exam questions? Did you write the law? With such expertise, why drive an old beater and
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