Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 1338

The little rascal Sweetie was curled up in his mom's arms, lips pushed out in a pout-he'd just gotten another talking-to from Dad.

Earlier that day, he'd managed to get into all of Mom's skincare and left chaos in his wake. So that evening, Dad scooped him up and took him back to the mall to replace every last bottle. Andre said, "You're paying for these with your own savings. If you mess up, you have to learn to make it right."

Henry puffed his cheeks, reached into his tiny pocket, and handed his own bank card to the cashier, solemn as could be.

"Aww, Henry, you're adorable! So sweet, using your own card to buy skincare for your mom," one staff member gushed, clearly smitten.

That night, our little cutie ended up spending over a grand from his piggy bank- all for Mom.

Not long after, someone snapped a photo of the father-son duo and posted it online.

The internet instantly blew up. "Who's the lucky lady getting all this luxury skincare? Don't tell me it's the legendary Mrs. Cedillo again?"

Down in the comments, someone chimed in: "Yup, I was the sales clerk today. Andre and Henry bought it for Mrs. Cedillo, and it was Henry who paid with his own savings. Seriously, too cute for words."

dug up old photos of the pair, sharing everything from Henry's chubby baby days to his toddler years to now, each picture showing Andre carrying his son as they picked out gifts for

same: one arm holding Henry, the other carrying

the beauty counter —each gift proof of just

son.

online. All he knew was that at home,

car, Andre got Henry settled

he knew exactly how things went down "So, was it you

him

totally focused on her exam prep, reciting notes out loud. The housekeeper wouldn't dare interrupt

and Henry returned with armfuls of gifts that Mia found out what her boys

I'm sorry!" Henry's adorable apology scored him a ticket to snuggle up and fall asleep in Mom's

he shouldn't

cute Henry was, but hardly anyone knew about his mischievous streak-or how much his dad