Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 908

Mia, lacking any backbone, bolted away. Leo, with a firm grip on his sulking girlfriend, tugged her into the elevator. Anya wanted to slip away, but it seemed there was no escape.

As they stepped out of the elevator, Anya said, "Chad, I need to use the restroom. Why don't you go ahead? Don't wait for me."

Leo, still holding onto her, walked her straight to the restroom door. "Go ahead."

Anya bit her lip, "I don't feel like it anymore."

She was guided to sit in the familiar passenger seat, her head lowered, mentally drafting an apology...

That evening, Mia rushed home before finishing her studies because the sound of her child crying at the prep center was piercing her heart. As night fell, Henry instinctively sought his mother. Without Mia, he refused food and milk, crying in the arms of anyone who tried to comfort him.

Andre, unfortunately, didn't have a typical nine-to-five job. His schedule was unpredictable, sometimes requiring late nights or social events.

Henry, accustomed to having his parents around, cried endlessly when neither was nearby, prompting the family to call both Mia and Andre.

Hearing her baby's cries over the phone, Mia couldn't focus on a single reading comprehension question for half an hour.

She stood up, quickly gathered her books, and hurried home.

Once home, Henry, a tearful mess, launched himself at Mia with all his might. She quickly caught her little bundle, wiped his sweaty forehead, kissed his cheeks, and hugged his chubby body, feeling her heart melt.

Sure enough, within a minute in his mother's arms, his cries subsided.

"Mommy, mommy."

Mia, walking him around the living room, mused, "He doesn't usually cry like this, what's got him so upset today?"

back, you absent, and Anya still not home... It's strange. It's already

her crying son, recalled the afternoon's events when the two came looking for her, "Naomi, maybe wait

Anya, her clothes disheveled, hid

on the bed, looking at his girlfriend wrapped up like

revealing just her face, "I

sighed, exasperated, "You could've slapped

crushed my wrist. Should I slap you

was fierce around him but shy in public, bold in private

wrapped herself up tighter, moving

you dressed?"

Anya nodded.

I'll take

around, "Chad, my

a hand through his hair in frustration, fetched her sneakers from the doorway and handed them

on her shoes, her mind drifting

stumbled, barely managing to kick off her shoes before Leo had thrown her onto

"Chad, can't you calm down? Henry's

Baby or not, he's your little

brother-in-law" seemed a

Anya's cheeks flushed, expecting

Anya felt his unusual movement against her leg and tensed up, calling "Chad"

that snapped Leo out of his daze. He lay atop Anya, eyes closed, breathing heavily, struggling to

remained silent, her first encounter with such

of laughter and bathroom rushes outside, someone knocked on Leo's door, "Leo, are you

took a deep breath and answered, "Yeah, I'm back." "Come out for

"I've already

Leo covered her eyes, "Close your eyes, don't look at me." Anya pouted, "Why,