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?"

down and

nodded, "If they don't, we'll take it to court. They'd be fools to mess with

Andre called from upstairs, "Mia, Henry, time

he'd been lifted as if by invisible wings and found himself snug in his mom's arms. Henry chuckled happily, and

and bricks

shield from wind, to shelter

thus, a home takes

sharing fun

welcomed his dear wife and child back to

wash his face. His chubby cheeks, always

out, Andre sneaked

warm smile, she tossed the towel to her husband, "Your

and usually booted out by his business-savvy dad, was finally allowed to

Henry had learned to sleep anywhere, soothing himself to

his son back to

By 8:30 PM,

was

the headboard, watching his wife and son play, Mia teasing Henry, whose laughter was so

hid his face with the blanket. The

as wind chimes, the

their son around, he dared not leave books in the bedroom,

bedtime," Andre reminded

began to soothe Henry to

the cozy ambiance his

9 PM, they were so

their breath, the little

buzzed

like a light switch, "Hmm,

like that, it

mood darkened; this call better

back on, Henry turned to his

half an hour of