Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 1110

"I love Daddy."

Mia: "...Well, you can sleep with your dad tonight."

When they got home that evening, it was time for bed, and little Henry was a mess of tears and snot, clinging to his mom like his life depended on it.

"Who do you love?"

"I love Mommy!"

Only then did Mia lift the blanket and snuggle her son in to sleep.

Leo had just received his acceptance letter from the National University, and he proudly took it to show his dad at the office. Everyone knew Bruce had a son, but no one had actually met him until now, especially not with such impressive news in hand.

Bruce was beaming with pride, the kind that makes your chest puff up a bit, as his colleagues showered him with congratulations. "If your mom saw this acceptance letter, she'd probably frame it and hang it in the shop."

People assumed Leo was just lucky, breezing his way into a graduate program at National University. But Anya was quick to set the record straight: "No way! Chad's been prepping for this forever. He spent his undergrad weekends buried in books at the library."

after her shower, Mia was drying her hair and talking to her husband. "Leo's made it

are grad students. What's the big deal?" Andre, sitting on the bedroom couch with their son nestled between his legs, was busy flipping cards on the coffee table, teaching the kid

tossed her towel onto the coffee table,

and Henry paused, looking

what does that make me? I didn't even get into college," Mia challenged, crossing her

on him-it was Dad's turn to be in the hot seat. He turned to his dad, Andre: "...

"How so?" Mia pressed.

hesitated, "...

school isn't a walk in the park," Mia countered, picking up her towel again and hanging it

gaze, continuing to help his son

cheeky little rebel, decided he

"The excavator worked hard today; it needs its rest. You, on

the bed, going over Denny's notes, while Henry was reluctantly learning to recognize pictures. Andre pointed

sucked his

this is Mia." Andre pointed at Mia on the bed,

your mom a little

replied, struggling