Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 877

Henry hadn't quite gotten his fill of the argument before it came to an abrupt end. He twisted his head around, utterly baffled by the sudden silence. Andre glanced over at his petite wife, chuckling at how clever little Mia could be.

Naomi was on the verge of laughter. She couldn't hold it in any longer and dashed to the bathroom to laugh in peace.

Bruce chimed in, "I'll go check on Naomi."

And just like that, both couples had made their escape.

Andre stood up, cradling their baby, "Let's head upstairs."

Mia trailed behind her husband, climbing the stairs with him.

"Goodnight, Dad," Molly called out.

Anya quickly followed her aunt's lead, adding, "Grandpa, remember: early to bed and early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise." Everyone had scattered, leaving Hansen standing there speechless.

Back in the bedroom, Mia eagerly hugged her son, showering Henry with kisses. Overwhelmed by his mother's affection, Henry blinked in surprise. Andre closed the door behind them, "Do you think I need your dad's money? Why are you always pulling tricks on him?"

Mia grinned, “Haven't you noticed he's getting stronger mentally?"

Andre smirked, "I guess we have you to thank for that, huh?"

Mia quickly switched gears. One moment she was the guilty party, the next she was playing the victim, "Honey, you didn't protect me today." Her voice was laced with mock indignation.

Andre wasn't buying it. He tapped her forehead affectionately, "Mia, you should be grateful I'm not punishing you."

Mia pouted playfully, trailing her husband to the bathroom.

Andre set up the bath for their son. Initially, they had the perfect baby bath set up, but laziness kicked in, and they resorted to a regular bucket. Eventually, even the bucket went missing, and they settled on using the sink.

Molly wasn't asleep yet. She wandered into her dad's room and took over his phone, playing Candy Crush until she surpassed several levels. Hansen grumbled, "Molly, you've beaten your Uncle Harry. Harry Rayner must be getting help; there's no way he could've gotten ahead of me otherwise."

for her dad, Molly returned to

head of the bed, leaning against Andre, her feet resting on the comforter. Henry, in his pajamas, sat snugly in her lap as they watched

is impossible. Can you help me?"

resist her charm and took her phone to help her win.

hit the target, turned off the phone, and announced, "Alright, under the covers, both

wrapping her arms around Andre, "How about we send Henry

an eyebrow,

Mrs. Cedillo declared, "I love you too much, honey! Tonight, I'm

no time, scooping up their bewildered son like a sack of potatoes and delivering him to his father's room, "Dad, here's

grandson

room, Andre locked the

more. Dad's mental fortitude can still improve," Andre teased, pulling Mia by the ankles

of innocence and allure. Andre's heart raced with desire as he gazed at her, his eyes clouded with passion, "No matter what, you're not allowed to refuse." Without waiting a

room, quiet and

for the night, Andre found himself savoring the moment more and more, deciding to let Connor win the next time;

Chad,

he asked me

was amazed by Chad's ability to lie so

up excitedly, "I knew it! Dad had to have called

older. Be gentle with him. Let's not make a habit

off by one dinner with

Us, together?

be more people. Chad couldn't help but set a verbal trap

dishes were on me. But after Dad arrived, we ordered a feast. I was worried about the cost, but Mia suggested we trick Dad. Leo and Anya were forit. After we ate our fill, we snuck off, leaving

pieced together the

Molly

all

on me.' Yet Molly, who had