Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 1747

Andre cleared his throat and called, "Dad!"

Hansen, heading over to the wall to collect his little grandson from time-out, said, "It's just the truth. That woman's sentimental too. All she really wants is a gesture —maybe if Jupiter actually apologizes, Milka's mom will end up feeling sorry for him."

But the clever little guy glanced up and announced, "Grandpa, I'm in time-out. If I sneak away, your son's gonna spank his son."

Andre couldn't hold onto his annoyance after hearing that.

Hansen grinned, thinking his grandson was just too cute. "If my son dares to spank his son, Grandpa will spank my son."

Henry puffed up and shot back, "Hmph, Grandpa, you can't beat your son~ Only in this family, right?"

"Hey, you!" Hansen was momentarily stumped, at a loss for a comeback.

Mia walked over, trying not to laugh, and popped a snack into her son's mouth. "You're still in time-out. Less chatter, more reflection."

Mrs. Cedillo handed her dad a bag of snacks. "Here, Dad, have some chips, cool off a bit."

Hansen took a skeptical look at the chips, tried one, then complained, "Lime flavor? Cucumber's way better."

Mia argued, "No way, they're almost the same."

it. Can I have more?" Henry piped

they were one kid facing the wall for

sharing a bag of chips, the crunching echoing through the living

teach my stubborn old father-in-law a thing or two about marriage. Next time I go over, I'm dropping a real

have always set the example. You know why Bruce and Andre's marriage

handed more snacks to Hansen. "What about

bring up that jinx on such a good

and

you go

blinked innocently and swiped

a while, gave his godson a

spot facing the wall, and headed

messaged Mia first:

already

into bed and chat with Milka. Henry,

a word

full of

up beside her. "Who are you chatting with

"Your godmom, Auntie Lu."

eyes glued to the screen, little finger poking at

“Mom, what did my godmom