Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 923

Andre pinched the bridge of his nose, "So, did Annie give you any attention?"

"Yeah, she was just at my hotel," Conner replied, rubbing his cheek where a slap mark was still visible.

Andre went straight to the heart of the matter, "Where'd she clock you?"

Conner grimaced, "...Why you gotta jinx me like that?"

Andre shrugged, "Jinx or not, you know what's up. Conner, this act of yours? It's a dead-end when it comes to winning her over."

Conner leaned back on the couch, staring at the ceiling with a brooding look. "I was only mildly interested at first, but now I'm all in."

Andre offered some sage advice, "With a fiery gal like her, you gotta be straight up, clear misunderstandings right away, lay your feelings bare, surprise her for real. Don't beat around the bush or try to strong-arm her. Go with her fiery flow, admit you're wrong even when you aren't, and be her number one fan. Maybe, just maybe, you'll stand a chance."

Conner raised an eyebrow, "And how do you know all this?"

Andre's gaze drifted to a family photo on the desk, featuring his playful, charming wife. "Been there, done that, my friend."

After hanging up, Conner mulled over his buddy's advice in his hotel room.

Meanwhile, Andre headed out to find his lovely wife.

She was in the living room, narrating a story she'd heard that day to her family, who were all ears, watching Mia as her laughter filled the room.

Henry watched everyone laughing like they'd lost it, not getting the joke but feeling odd not to join in.

Molly quipped, "Guess even Cupid gets it right sometimes."

Anya, the most attentive listener, asked, "So, Auntie, what happened next?"

"They're in custody for now. I doubt they'll mess with the teacher again," Mia replied.

Anya pressed on, "What if they come back for revenge on your teacher?"

take it lying down

it to court. They'd be fools to mess with a

deepened, Andre called from upstairs, "Mia,

he'd been lifted as if by invisible wings and found himself

and bricks build

shield from wind, to shelter from

a home

nights are for sharing fun tales, opening up, and

his dear wife and child back

to the bathroom, using his special towel to wash his face. His

out, Andre sneaked in

smile, she tossed the towel to her husband, "Your turn to wash his

parents and usually booted out by

his dad, Henry had learned to sleep

to the bathroom for

By 8:30 PM,

was alive

son play, Mia teasing Henry, whose laughter was so hearty he

face with the

delightful as wind chimes, the sweetest music in the

With their son around, he dared not leave

bedtime," Andre reminded

began

cozy ambiance his parents had crafted

were

breath, the little night owl was nearly

Andre's phone buzzed loudly

near-sleepy "window" swung open like a

like that, it was

darkened; this call better

the room light back on, Henry turned to his dad with a gleeful

sighed, half an hour