Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 1550

Henry lay quietly, snuggled on his uncle's shoulder, fast asleep.

He'd barely settled into the car when a woman in comfy, no-fuss clothes slipped out of the house and joined them. She slid into the backseat with Cooper, her eyes softening as she watched their little sweetie doze.

Dawn slowly brightened the world, sunlight spilling over the horizon and lighting up everything in gold. Henry, still cradled in his uncle's arms, slept on without a

care.

At the hospital, Annie's checkup turned up nothing serious. Still, Conner hovered, looking like he wouldn't sleep a wink unless someone found something wrong to explain his nerves. Mr. Nettleton, carrying that hint of old-school tough guy, started grilling the doctors. "My wife was kidnapped! How can you just say she's fine? Check for internal injuries—maybe something's hidden!"

The doctor eyed him, cautious. "She's pregnant. Some scans aren't safe-they could harm the baby."

Mr. Nettleton put his hands on his hips, stubborn as ever. "Can't you just put some kind of shield over her belly?"

The doctor shook his head, bracing for trouble, but Annie jumped in and socked Conner on the arm. "I'm not doing it!"

"Whoa, where'd you get all that strength?" Mr. Nettleton grinned at his spitfire wife.

"Conner, just this once-listen to me."

"Yes, ma'am."

gravy on mashed potatoes-every tough

look. "You're one to talk. Andre's not exactly a

doctor. "Annie's fine, but

her a calming nod.

back, knowing her own hand would carry

injuries were bad, and he went straight to the ER-his severed finger couldn't be reattached. Maja stared at the

down at her bare finger, sadness

of hope tied

hurt for her sister, but her gaze drifted to

gave a reluctant

the chaos winding down,

swing by the royal

up his precious little

about to go, bis phone

I need a

9 a.m.

frayed. "My little cub could be anywhere! Not a

At the Palace.

heading straight for the royal chambers. There, beneath