Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Finally, Mia grabbed her husband-yes, the big-shot business tycoon-and practically dragged him over to the nurse's station. "Nurse, can you check my husband's blood pressure, please?"

Andre just sighed. Resistance was pointless. So there he was, this towering, imposing man, pinned to the chair by his petite wife, stuck there while the nurse checked his blood pressure and ran an EKG for good measure.

When it came to more tests, though, Andre put his foot down. "I'll come back for the rest when the company does our annual checkup. We'll do it together then," he insisted.

Luckily, everything came back normal, so Mia finally breathed easy, clutching the results as they headed home.

Back at the house, Henry's "new toy" had arrived.

Ash: "Aaaah-"

Mr. Calder grumbled, "Hopeless. Just hopeless. Not nearly as sweet as my little princess at home."

Andre strolled over, smiling, arms out to pick up Ash.

But even if father and son weren't exactly tight, when a stranger showed up, Ash knew who his real anchor was. He turned away from Andre, clinging to his dad's neck like a lifeline.

Mr. Calder's heart just about melted. At least his boy knew who to trust.

Henry, little face all screwed up,

with empty arms, reached out. "Ash, come here, let Auntie give

Mia went over and scooped up the little one herself. Thankfully, Mr. Calder was a pretty solid dad-Ash was bundled

clutched the new toy his dad had bought to cheer him up

is your little brother,

it over. Then, he handed his toy to his dad and reached out to hug

didn't protest at

Andre doesn't have

over, and Molly came in

hopped out of the car, he made a beeline

could walk now, by the

bed, delivered a few well-aimed kicks to wake his mom, and the two of them had a good-natured wrestle to start the day. It got so rowdy that Officer Chad, about to leave for work, had to come break them up,

both talking-to, then headed out the door. Molly, still miffed, refused to hold Wayne's hand, and Wayne, not missing a beat, walked on

was convinced the kid had only ever

he strutted around just fine without

the Cedillo house, Wayne immediately set off to find his

narrated the scene, half-amused: "Look at him go, little steps,