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?

just the two of us, Dad. You can tell me.

with the dog, I got bored. Saw an ice cream cart, it was on sale,

stared, silent.

cream like a kid. They'd kept an

it hurt?" Andre asked,

"Go sit down, have some warm water. I'll go grab you

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

the medicine and handed it over to

grandpa suspiciously.

nephew a warning look. "It's

. Grandpa's getting t

bit

MS

it was you sneaking snacks! You're picking up the

Leo: "..."

dinner, she lit up and waved at the server. "Excuse me, can we

"Hey, slow down! We're not

through the menu, ordered a bowl of veggie porridge. "For Grandpa. It's good for his