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 was gently letting Jamie

real-world implications. Jamie was an

in their twenties, past the age of reckless romance. In a few years, they'd graduate, head home, start working, maybe even start considering arranged

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

said, once everyone goes back to their own lives, this youthful

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

promptly tossed aside,

neck, and climbed up for

and then patiently fed

Jamie added some meat

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 doesn't let others touch

on him. Since he was born, the adults have taken turns holding him. My in-laws, my family, my brother, and even my husband's friends and brothers, they all spoil him. So, he's grown up a bit

opening his mouth, fumbling at the edge of the bowl for food. Because of the child, Mia

mother and son left, the atmosphere between the two men

few bites, then started wandering around. When Mia

his hand, not

"Henry,

dad come and deal with

glanced at the two quiet men and took her

I didn't expect 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,

accompanied by her husband, who often held the

little "meatball," "Henry, don't be naughty, or

on the sofa, reaching out to