Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 911

Andre took a quick glance at the bagel and scrambled eggs on his wife's lap. With one hand, he rolled the egg on the steering wheel, tapping it all around until the shell cracked, making it easy to peel. He handed it to his wife, saying, "Just toss the trash in my cup holder,

I'll get rid of it when we stop. Go ahead and eat, make sure you're full before you get mad at me again."

Mia pouted, took the egg, peeled it, and placed the shell on a napkin. She then neatly tucked the wrapped trash into the cupholder where Andre usually kept his water bottle.

"I don't want the yolk."

Andre replied, "I'll eat it for you."

Mia split the egg and fed her husband the yolk while she quickly ate the whites.

Andre gently coaxed her, "What do you want for lunch? I can have the housekeeper bring it over."

"I'll just order takeout with my classmates."

"Have something decent, not just spicy soup, fried ramen, or burgers..."

Mia pretended not to hear.

As they neared the exam prep center, Andre, as usual, parked by the roadside, watching his wife hop out with her backpack. He couldn't help himself, "Cross the street carefully, text me when you arrive, don't panic in class, eat well, drink lots of water. I put some fruit in your backpack this morning; it's washed and ready..."

"I know, I know, you're my husband, not my parents," Mia said, clearly annoyed.

Indeed, girls studying for exams could be as fierce as dinosaurs.

Andre dared not show any temper.

lost his temper at others, had ended up being scolded by his young wife after getting married. Watching her cross the street, running over the

eldest at school and there was still their youngest at home, probably still asleep. The housekeeper wouldn't dare enter their bedroom, worried the

Andre noticed a delivery truck advertising

remembered something and made a detour to a supermarket that was already open. He pointed at a

just woken up and asked, "Andre, who's all this milk

his brother, "Mia skips breakfast because she always says there's not enough time. From now on, have the housekeeper warm up a bottle of milk for her every morning to take on the road." The housekeeper nodded and took the milk to

then rushed upstairs, "I wonder if Henry is awake yet. I put pillows on both sides for him, but he's gotten good at

bedroom, Henry was still nestled between his parents' pillows, sleeping soundly,

by his dad,

"Morning, Uncle."

little leg as Henry clutched his milk bottle. The differences

washed Henry's face so that his clothes remained dry, his hair too, and after washing his face, she even

turned on the tap and scrubbed over his face with his large hand, Henry not daring to open his eyes. In the end, dad had to use his wet hand to rub over

rough in his dad's

the little prince, she felt Henry's cheeks weren't as

Anya, he said, "Let's not bring up that

was confused,

already admitted her mistake to

"Aunt

son, "Do you think she'd be threatened by

Her aunt, such a formidable woman, how could she be threatened by her and Chad taking

Anya could spend eight days a week looking for Leo, and if there were any trouble Anya's Innocence couldn't outwit his wife's savvy, unless

panicked at the thought of her boyfriend getting in trouble again, her mind racing. "No no, Uncle, it was Aunt who spent twelve

"Who was your

Anya

drank with enjoyment, his eyes like black jewels, dooking around

what was happening