Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Hansen was halfway through dinner when he suddenly clutched his stomach, face twisting in discomfort. He made a dash for the bathroom-once, twice, and then again.

Watching Grandpa's hasty retreat, Leo raised an eyebrow. "You think he got food poisoning or what?" he joked.

Everyone stared at the spread in front of them. Mia quickly put a gentle hand on her son's tiny belly. "Sweetie, your tummy okay?"

Henry shook his head. "No, Mommy. I'm still hungry!"

"Then help yourself, honey. There's nothing wrong with the food," Mia said, sounding relieved.

Molly piped up, "Maybe Dad snuck off and ate something he shouldn't have?"

Andre got up, worry creasing his brow. "I'll go check on him."

Meanwhile, Hansen was doubled over, convinced his insides were doing somersaults.

Andre found him just outside the bathroom and took his arm. "There was a bit this afternoon I wasn't watching you. Did you sneak a treat?"

Hansen avoided his son's gaze, looking guilty as a kid caught stealing cookies. "No, no, I didn't eat anything."

Andre coughed pointedly. Hansen shrank a little-when did his son start bossing him around like this?

Dad. You

you were all playing with the dog, I got bored. Saw an ice cream cart, it was on sale, so I might've

stared, silent.

a man in his sixties, lining up for ice cream like a kid. They'd kept an eye on their little sweet tooth, but no one thought

hurt?" Andre

have some warm water. I'll

at the table, Chad was already waiting with two mugs of warm water. "Here, Dad. Drink up, it'll

back with the medicine and

suspiciously. "Grandpa, did you sneak

nephew a warning look. "It's just the temperature

. Grandpa's getting t

bit of

MS

Molly exchanged glances. Mia scolded Leo, "I bet it was you sneaking snacks! You're

Leo: "..."

When she heard their family was covering dinner, she lit up and waved at the server. "Excuse me, can we get a

slow down! We're not

bowl of veggie porridge.