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 crosswalk, Andre's heart was in his throat, not even knowing

waited another five minutes before hurrying back. He had to drop off their eldest at school and there was still their youngest at home, probably still asleep. The housekeeper wouldn't dare enter their

way home, Andre noticed

open. He pointed at a case of whole

had just woken up and

to 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."

awake yet. I put pillows on both sides for him, but he's gotten good

nestled between his parents' pillows,

by his dad, and Anya came out

"Morning, Uncle."

carrying the now soothed bundle of joy downstairs, held his son's little leg as Henry clutched his milk bottle. The differences in parenting were glaring

that his clothes remained dry, his hair too, and after washing his

scrubbed over his face with his large hand, Henry not daring to open his eyes. In the end, dad

felt increasingly rough in

the little prince,

Andre descended the stairs with Anya, he said, "Let's not bring up that matter at

was confused, "What matter,

admitted her

was shocked, "Aunt confessed?! How

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

woman, how could she

everyone involved. What is Leo up to now?" Andre knew that 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 Leo was by her side! Just mention the person she cared most about, and she'd

Aunt who spent twelve hundred on a concert to chase after her idol in high school, it had nothing

looked at Anya, "Who was your aunt's idol back then?!"

uncle's serious face, Anya belatedly realized she

drank with enjoyment, his eyes like black jewels,

was happening at