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."

message; he was gently letting

implications. Jamie was an only child, so was Denny, and their parents likely wouldn't be thrilled about

the age of reckless romance. In a few years, they'd graduate, head home, start working, maybe even start considering arranged dating... It all seemed like

up, family issues might eventually strain their relationship. And if it didn't work

might feel fresh and exciting, but as Denny said, once everyone

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

cherry tomato, which he promptly tossed aside, his

mom's neck, and climbed up for a bite, trying to sweet-talk

rinsed them, and then patiently fed her son

and Jamie added some meat to Mia's

seem pretty skilled. Do you handle all the childcare yourself, without a nanny?" "We don't have

on him. Since he was born, the adults have taken turns holding him. My in-laws, my family, my brother, and even

for food. Because of the child, Mia had to occasionally take

son left, the atmosphere between the

wandering around. When Mia tried to

not

him. "Henry,

your dad come

Mia glanced at the two quiet men and took her son back to her

he cries. I didn't expect that now he can walk, hẹ won't even let me hold his hand." During

was usually accompanied by her husband, who

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

on the sofa, reaching out to his