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 her late-night

but not for her phone. She perched at the head of the bed, leaning against Andre, her feet resting on the comforter. Henry, in his pajamas, sat snugly

level one hundred is impossible. Can you

her charm and took her phone to help her win.

a few hours, Andre hit the target, turned off the phone, and announced, "Alright, under

arms around Andre, "How about we send

eyebrow, "Are you

burst of spontaneity, Mrs. Cedillo declared, "I love you too much, honey! Tonight, I'm all yours, no matter

like a sack of potatoes and delivering him to his father's room, "Dad,

grandson

his room, Andre locked the door

Dad's mental fortitude can still improve,"

nightgown straps slip, her eyes brimming with a mix of innocence and allure. Andre's heart raced with desire as he gazed at her, his eyes clouded with

long, Mia's restrained moans filled the room, quiet and controlled

without kids for the night, Andre found himself savoring the moment more and more, deciding to let Connor win the next time; he

video chatting with Chad, "Did

Yes, he asked

ability to lie

excitedly, "I knew it! Dad had

choosing his words with care, "Molly, remember, Dad's getting older. Be gentle with him. Let's not

was scared off by one dinner with

Us, together?

involved, there had to be more people. Chad couldn't help but set a verbal trap for his wife, "Was

first dishes were on me. But after Dad arrived, we ordered a feast. I was worried about the cost,

pieced together the whole

judged Molly for

all

once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me.' Yet Molly, who had