Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 984

Denny: "This trip to Havenbrook has been anything but lonely, thanks to you guys. It's been such a blast. Thank you." Jamie was already tearing up, and Henry, who had been eyeing his cantaloupe, now looked at his mom with curiosity. Mia asked, "Jamie, do you have anything you'd like to say to Denny and me?"

Jamie glanced at Mia, then turned to Denny, "Denny, thanks for always helping Mia and me with our studies."

Mia watched both of them closely, trying to gauge Denny's reaction.

Henry, meanwhile, was focused on the bubbling hot pot, itching to dig in. His mom was still deep in conversation, oblivious to the age-old saying, "Eat first, talk later." "Oh, come on~"

Mia handed Henry a cucumber stick to keep him occupied.

"Being around Mia, her happiness just rubs off on me. I'm not much of a talker, and when I first arrived here, I was so homesick I'd cry on the phone with my parents. But spending more time with you and Denny, every day felt full of joy and purpose.

I started looking forward to classes, working things out with you, and asking Denny for help when we got stuck. I found myself excited for each new day," Jamie said, sneaking a glance at Denny's face.

Denny looked into the pot, keeping silent, aware that Jamie's eyes were on him.

Jamie continued, "I know I'm not the brightest, not great at applying what I learn, and I probably won't make it to a top grad school in a big city. But I just want to be close to you guys. I don't mind going to a less prestigious school, just to be near the people I care about." As she spoke, Jamie's tears started flowing, and Henry, as curious as ever, looked at Jamie, then turned to his mom, "Mommy- your friend is crying."

Mia slid a box of tissues over to Denny, who handed a couple to Jamie.

"Jamie, you've got to think more rationally; you're too emotional," Denny said gently. "We've spent a few months together, and it will be sad to part. But once you're home, you'll have other friends around you.

The three of us, I'm in the east, Mia's in the center, and you're in the west. We're a scattered bunch. To be honest, after today, who knows when we'll meet again. It might be years; maybe we'll never meet again. If it's meant to be, great; if not, it's okay. We meet, we hang out for a while, and then we move on, facing reality."

understood Denny's message; he

it yet, but Mia knew Denny had thought about the real-world implications. Jamie was an only child, so was Denny, and their parents likely wouldn't be thrilled about their

a few years, they'd graduate, head home, start working, maybe even start considering arranged dating...

eventually strain their relationship. And if it

but as Denny said, once everyone goes back to their own lives, this youthful fling might

quickly started cooking, "Come on, let's eat already. Stop chatting. Look, my son is drooling

he promptly tossed aside, his eyes glued

to eat, he turned around, hugged his mom's neck, and climbed up for a bite, trying

some veggies, rinsed them, and then patiently fed her son to satisfy his

and Jamie added some meat to

skilled. Do you handle all the childcare yourself, without a nanny?" "We don't have a nanny. The housekeeper offers to help, but my son is picky and

our family in twenty years so everyone's doting on him. Since he was born, the adults have taken turns holding him. My in-laws, my family, my brother, and even my

innocently opening his mouth, fumbling at the edge of the bowl for food. Because of the child, Mia had to occasionally take a few steps while eating. "You

the atmosphere between

ate a few bites, then started wandering around. When Mia

his hand, not letting

"Henry, I'm going

your dad come and deal with

Mia glanced at the two quiet men and took

that now he can walk, hẹ won't even let me hold his hand." During her exam period, Miacould only spend a little time with her son each night, with the rest of the care falling to her family and

she was usually accompanied by her husband, who

her little "meatball," "Henry, don't be naughty, or mommy will scold

stood on the sofa,