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

answer, the call ended

antics, saw how much he took

from Andre: "I'm in a meeting. Henry accidentally called you. Focus on your class, don't worry about

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

son the phone again, but Henry managed to lock the screen after

relax. He glanced around his office: pen caps under the desk, paper everywhere, his son's handiwork resembling a

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

breath, reminding himself to stay calm. Today had been long enough; he couldn't lose

to discuss lunch, but was taken aback by the "crime

overturned, water

and paper scraps scattered, Noah stood

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

it up, and you'll

lunch with his wife, but with his phone locked, Andre had

assuming it was a

the second try, she

not buying insurance,

à house, not upgrading

get a

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

"Hubby?! Where's your phone?"

opening her takeout box with Jamie and Denny, knew her secret would slip out one day but didn't

Denny looked at Mia

haven't waited out

about to.

"The office is a wreck thanks to Henry. I was going to join you for lunch,