Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 943

Henry was desperate for a place to let out his tears. Outside, the wind had a bite to it, and in the rush to leave, he'd forgotten his water bottle-perfect timing for a warm drink, too. But the meeting dragged on. Henry shifted uneasily, eyes glued to the screen. Everyone reporting knew Andre well enough to keep things brief, but somehow, time slipped away, and it was already eleven.

Through the door, Henry's heart-wrenching cries reached Andre. Watching the security feed, Andre saw Henry resisting comfort, his little hands pushing everyone away, eyes fixed on Andre's office door. Finally, Andre announced, "Let's take a three-minute break." It was the briefest pause they'd ever had.

He stood up, fetched some warm water, and opened the door.

Henry, tears streaming down his cheeks, ran to him, wailing, "Daddy!"

Andre picked up his tearful son with one arm, handed him the water bottle, and gently wiped his face. "Daddy's in a meeting. You can come inside, but no crying or getting into things, okay?" Henry clutched the bottle, nodding silently.

With Henry in his arms, Andre returned to his office. The sight of him with his child made everything clear to his colleagues. Henry, curious, tried to approach the screen to see the people on it, his tiny hand reaching out. Andre quickly pulled him back, "Let's keep going."

Letting Henry roam around the office was asking for chaos. He crawled, tugging at flower pots and spilling water, which Andre tolerated with a strained patience.

Sitting on his playmat, Henry didn't try to eat it since he was perched on top of it-another moment for Andre to endure. Soon, Henry was on the couch, tossing the thin blanket he usually napped with, then reaching for a tray with a glass teapot and cups... Andre's patience finally snapped. He disappeared from the video call for a few seconds and reappeared with the same adorable troublemaker in his arms.

"Blah blah blah," Henry babbled, as cute as ever.

Andre, previously stern, now shifted Henry from one arm to the other, searching for something to keep him entertained. When Henry nearly munched on a pen tip, Andre swiftly took it away.

As Henry grew restless, Andre handed him some A4 paper to tear up. Before Henry could eat a piece, Andre snatched it away again.

Then, Andre gave him a smartphone. With clumsy fingers, Henry accidentally dialed an emergency contact. Mia's phone rang in the middle of her class.

Seeing "Tiger" on the caller ID, she found it odd for her husband to call unless it was urgent. She quickly stepped out to answer, "Hey, honey?"

No response, just Henry's babbling.

asked, "Where's your

no answer, the call

antics, saw how

a text from Andre: "I'm in a meeting. Henry accidentally called you. Focus

message, Mia's worry melted away, "You little rascal, already calling your mom. Getting too

his son the phone again, but Henry managed

his office: pen caps under the desk, paper everywhere, his

phone, Andre looked down at Henry, who was innocently fiddling with his tiny feet-the mastermind behind

stay calm. Today had been long enough; he couldn't

expecting to discuss lunch, but was taken aback

overturned, water and

playmat skewed and paper scraps scattered, Noah stood in

his dad with a cheeky smile, seemed to think he was

son a look, "Keep it up, and you'll

with his phone locked, Andre had

the number and assuming it was

second try, she

buying insurance,

à house, not upgrading

can't get

Andre: "...It's me."

"Hubby?! Where's your phone?"

and Denny, knew her secret

Denny looked at Mia in

out the time yet.

about to.

Henry. I was going to join