Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 1047

Mia was having a tough time holding her son, so she quickly scooped up some water with a spoon, trying to calm him down. "Here, drink some water, sweetheart. Don't cry, okay?"

But once Henry realized he was being coaxed, he refused the third spoonful of water, no matter how they tried. Andre took a turn, but it was no use. The sight of the spoon set Henry off, making him cry and flail his arms, pushing it away. The third dose of medicine wasn't happening, nor was the dissolved tablet. Even dinner was a no-go. The moment Henry saw the spoon, his stubborn mood took over, and he refused to eat.

Over at the Maplewood Estates that evening, the lights were bright, and the sound of a toddler's cries echoed through the living room.

They tried swapping the spoon for a fork, but Henry still wouldn't budge. "Hey, let's just make him a bottle of formula for now," suggested Mia.

Once they switched to a sippy cup, Henry took a few sips, then curled up in his mom's arms, crying himself to sleep.

As is often the case with sick kiddos, the moment he was laid in bed, he started crying, reaching out to be in his mom's embrace.

After a quick freshen-up, Mia snuggled into bed with her son. "Honey, if you're planning to shower, use the guest bathroom, and don't stay up too late, okay?"

Andre nodded, took off his jacket, and sat on the bed's edge, looking at the little guy in the middle. He gently ruffled Henry's hair and then headed to the guest bathroom for a shower.

and the sky was completely starless with clouds

felt a tightening in her chest and woke up with

was sleeping beside her, making sure their son, nestled between them, wouldn't catch a chill from any drafts. He'd positioned himself to block the breeze, keeping the blanket snug around them, even if it meant his

forehead and found

felt his back, which was dry but hot like

up, honey," she nudged Andre urgently. "I think

in a heartbeat, sitting

hot. Can you grab

the blanket aside and rushed

Henry sleeping in the middle, Mia had covered him with an extra light blanket to fend

a digital thermometer, announcing, "38.6

with his eyes shut, Andre calmly said, "We need to get

his rush, didn't even bother with socks, slipping on his leather shoes. Together, they bundled Henry up tightly and

another reading, Honey, I just put it under his arm, and in

handed his phone to Mia. "Call Dr. Hester. I spoke with him earlier tonight. He's the hospital