"Oh!"

Leo kept a firm grip on Anya's hand as he took care of checking in their luggage. The rest of the group, including a little one, had an afternoon flight. They arrived at the airport around noon since the ladies were eager to do some shopping.

"Mia, when we watched the sunrise yesterday, what was Andre about to say to the ocean before you suddenly stood on your tiptoes and kissed him, stopping him from speaking?" Molly asked, curiosity in her voice.

Mia smiled to herself, remembering her playful request. She never imagined her husband would actually try to say it out loud. Just as he started with "I lo-", she cut him off with a kiss.

She had only meant to tease him; her husband, not typically one for grand romantic gestures, had surprised her by setting aside his pride. If he had shouted a love confession by the sea, it could have affected his image as the head of the Cedillo Group. No matter how he acted at home, Mia wouldn't let his public image take a hit because of her. After all, he was the face of Cedillo Inc.

"It's nothing," Mia replied with a grin while browsing through makeup.

From the hot city of H to the chilly Havenbrook, the plane ride masked the temperature change. But as they descended, Mia felt the chill and quickly dressed her son in a quilted jacket and pants, despite his fussing.

plane, his dad wrapped him snugly in a blanket, only

"Henry, your grandpa has missed you so much," he said, kissing him through the blanket. Henry,

them, Molly and Mia walked side by side, heads leaned together, puzzled. "Why does

men's watches, women's handbags, elderly folks' walking

a knowing look, both agreeing

stick for the elderly?" Molly

responded, "Well, it can't be hearing aids or reading glasses, can it? Our dad may look his age, but his

Mia sauntered out of the airport, "Why don't we

"..."

was freezing, and everyone huddled

with the Cedillo family, Andre announced, "Mia and I

looked surprised, "What's

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