Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 1589

"Hey, Chad-Happy New Year!" Anya's bright voice chimed through the phone.

Leo replied, "I got your transfer."

Since they were spending the holiday apart this year, Leo couldn't hand Anya a red envelope in person, so he just sent her money online instead.

But Anya wouldn't accept it. "Chad, you work so hard for your money. I don't want it."

On Leo's phone, her refusal sat right next to his $5200 transfer.

Leo lay back on their bed, eyes shut. "A New Year's gift is once a year. Next year, Chad will send you something even bigger."

Anya caught the odd note in his voice. “Chad, are you drinking?"

"Yeah. Had a drink and now I miss you even more."

Anya, wrapped in love and all smiles, practically glowed. "Chad, I miss you too. And I love you."

Blake, sitting nearby, looked up at his sister. Who was she sweet-talking like that?

Ever since Anya came home, Blake had been her personal teddy bear-cuddled during the day, squeezed at night. Even when she called her boyfriend in the evenings, little Blake, still in diapers, would be right there listening in.

up falling asleep on the phone, each in their own

and they drifted off just listening to

a pounding headache and

neighborhood buzzed with

poured a mug of hot water, drew the curtains tight, and

had taken her son

bathroom, and when she came

him outside,"

muddy

pointed at her son's filthy face and clothes. "Cooper, did you take him for

Henry piped up, sticking up for Cooper with

rolled up her pajama sleeves. "Let me show

butt got a few playful swats, and he scampered off, fake-crying, straight to

always, the eternal rule held: grandparents spoil the kids. The second Henry ran over, Madison's heart melted. She scooped the

watching from the side,

it. He's faking. Mia

do you see

cheeks, peered into his sparkly, mischievous eyes

sobs, but under his grandma's stare, he couldn't keep it up.