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.

up being scolded by his young wife after getting married. Watching her cross the street, running over the crosswalk, Andre's heart was

of sight, Andre waited another five minutes before hurrying back. He had to drop off their eldest at school and there was still their youngest at home,

home, Andre noticed a delivery

already open.

got home with the milk, Bruce had just woken up and asked, "Andre, who's

handed the milk to the housekeeper, explaining to his brother, "Mia skips breakfast because she always says there's not enough time. From now on, have

yet. I put pillows on both sides for him,

nestled between his parents' pillows, sleeping soundly, perhaps comforted by

was woken up by

"Morning, Uncle."

downstairs, held his son's little leg as Henry clutched

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

with his large hand, Henry not daring to open his eyes. In the end, dad had to use his wet hand to rub over his hair again. No

increasingly rough in his dad's hands in

out to touch the little prince,

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

was confused, "What matter,

aunt has already admitted her mistake to

"Aunt confessed?!

his son, "Do you think she'd be threatened by a little girl like

how could she

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

her boyfriend getting in trouble again, her mind racing. "No no, Uncle, it was Aunt who spent twelve hundred on a

was your aunt's idol

serious face, Anya belatedly realized she had been

bottle, drank with enjoyment, his eyes like

what was happening