Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 1748

Andre ignored him. The little rascal couldn't resist, reaching out to yank at the towel wrapped around his dad's waist. Andre almost had a wardrobe malfunction but caught the towel just in time. He bent down, scooped up his mischievous son, and gave his backside two playful swats. "You just can't go a day without getting into trouble, can you?"

Crying erupted from the bathroom.

Out in the living room, Mia chatted with Milka. "He's at it again-getting himself a spanking."

Milka sighed. "What for this time?"

Mia shrugged, a knowing smile on her lips. "Who knows? He probably deserved it. So, spill-since we're sisters, give me a sneak peek: you and Mars, any chance there?"

Milka laughed. "Alright, since it's you-yeah, there's a chance."

That night, Mia lay sprawled on her bed, deep in conversation with Milka. She finally got to hear what was really on Milka's mind—all the things she hadn't told Mars, she confided to Mia.

Mia was a great listener, empathetic and thoughtful. She knew what it felt like to worry about a mom living alone in another country. Abby was still overseas, always sticking close to her translator, afraid to venture too far on her own.

Back in the bathroom, the sobbing died down. Somehow, Andre had worked his magic-soon enough, giggles floated out. "Daddy, look! Bubbles!" their son squealed.

some shaving cream on the little guy's cheeks, then bent his finger and

you get all my whiskers?"

with warm water, and handed him the mirror. "Well?

goofily. "All gone! Tomorrow, I'll shave

laugh. "You don't even have

down from the sink. "Go find Mia. Don't let your mom get glued

darted out. "Mom, what

with

old

you've got a brand

daughter, bottle-feeding her. The little one insisted on being fed, gazing up at her mom just like her dad did

with friends, she had to sneak around—if Lizzy spotted her,

down next to Mia. "Mom, look-do I still have any whiskers? Daddy

silly kid. There's nothing

I say? I told you to get your