Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 971

Chad left the detective bureau, his belly leading the way, as he waved goodbye to his colleagues and headed out.

On their way home, Molly was adamant about driving, playfully wrestling with Chad for the car keys right there on the doorstep.

"It's rush hour, and the roads are packed. I drive faster," Chad reasoned.

"Am I picking you up from work or just delivering your car?" Molly shot back with a grin.

When she picked him up, she was the driver. When delivering the car, it was his turn. Two different things.

"Chad, don't push my buttons," Molly teased, pointing at her belly.

Chad glanced at her bump, grinning as he handed over the keys and opened the door for her. "Hop in."

Molly slid into the driver's seat with a satisfied smile.

Chad settled into the passenger seat.

As they pulled away, they spotted Conner's car at the entrance. Annie stepped out of the passenger side, and Conner followed, trying to talk things over. Molly, curious as ever, lightly pressed the gas and turned her head to catch a glimpse of the drama. Officer Chad took a deep breath, trying to keep his cool. One hand rested at the bottom of the steering wheel, subtly guiding his wife.

"Chad, look, they seem to be having a spat," Molly pointed out, one hand on the wheel and the other gesturing outside as she glanced at her husband.

Chad's eyes were fixed on the road, his hand gently correcting the steering.

Molly noticed his large hand on the wheel, straightened up, and placed both hands firmly on her own steering wheel, eyes now glued ahead.

Sure enough, they hit rush hour traffic, crawling along at a snail's pace.

"What's the deal with Mr. Money you mentioned earlier?" Chad asked.

Molly, still fired up, relayed everything she heard from Anya that day.

raised an eyebrow, "Mia didn't get into a fight

she couldn't move much. Her son's a handful, you know. Needs both hands to manage him,"

hand, and he told me to use both," Molly said with a sigh. Officer Chad just shook his head. "..." Some battles

crawled forward, streetlights flickering on, casting

about her best friend's studies, "Mia's under pressure; she's a bit snappy and swears she can't get the exam stuff down. I heard Andre bought her loads of walnuts. He peels them for her every day while she studies." Though Henry always tries to snag them. Later, his

against the window, smiled gently, reminding his wife, "Ease

couple chatted about home life too, "Chad, I've got a prenatal checkup this

the time off," Chad

got his vaccinations this week too. We didn't get around to it last week. This week, with my checkup and his

her belly with a smile, "I can't wait to see 'him' cry when it's time

and was munching on walnuts,

other cars and her driving skills weren't quite there,

Chad expertly maneuvering with one hand, the

the road cleared after half an hour, and Chad hit

Leo's, dealing with her "punishment." She pouted

our weekend

few kisses and now you're sulking? This isn't like earlier in the year when you

clarified, "I want to visit my folks. I miss them. I'll head straight to the airport after school on Friday and be back by Sunday." Leo smirked,

Anya as they headed to the underground parking. "Pack your bags

you'd go, Chad.

you know? And

every time

of expensive gifts. Stop spending so

at her

Anya, you can't always put the other person first

en

thing, you always put me first,"

car and started it, "When did I ever put you