Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance
Chapter 645

As the Byrne family gathered for a group photo, Molly suddenly felt a wave of emotion hit her hard. Turning away, Mia stayed by her side, offering comforting words for what seemed like forever. "Molly, do you believe that our mom has become the sunshine, watching over you right now?" Mia whispered gently, her voice a soothing balm for Molly's sorrow.

Hansen, understanding his daughter's grief, stood up and said softly but firmly, "Come on, let's go light a candle for your mom."

The Byrne household was buzzing with excitement, and only on the big day did Coleen and Kendrick truly realize the joy of welcoming a daughter-in-law.

"Look at your family, taking in a girl halfway through her life and raising her as your own. Now, she's about to become your daughter-in-law. That's a real blessing," someone remarked.

Coleen, laughing, playfully complained, "You all know how much of a handful my girl can be. She's been your headache since she was little."

"What's there to worry about? After the wedding, it's Chad's turn to deal with our Molly. You can wash your hands of it," they teased.

Coleen nodded with a smile. "You're right, but Chad has a knack for handling Molly."

While the Byrnes were filled with joy, the Cedillos were soaked in sorrow. The bride was in tears, "Andre, you're the strongest. Can't you just stop me from getting married?" Andre was speechless.

Waking up, little Henry looked at his aunt, who seemed to be stealing his title of 'Crybaby,' completely baffled. What's going on? Is there a competition for this now?

Mia tried to comfort her sister, "Stop crying, Molly. You're even stealing the spotlight from my son. Usually, he'd be the one crying at this time, but today, you've outdone him." Molly looked at her confused nephew. "Henry, how about you marry into the Byrne family with your aunt?"

Henry turned his face away, clearly not interested.

Early in the morning, the wedding procession of cars lined up outside the Cedillo residence was a sight to behold.

Chad, as promised, arrived dressed in Molly's favorite style, bouquet in hand, a beacon of happiness as he approached the Cedillo home.

Upon entering, Leo, the eldest nephew, was handed a generous gift.

Swinging the gift, Leo mused, "Never thought I'd receive a wedding gift from Jade, and as a nephew, no less."

Soon, Leo received another gift, this one meant for Anya to be kept safe.

Henry found himself in a peculiar situation, blocking the bedroom door with a basin. No gift, no entry!

The ceremony master quickly intervened, "A child in the basin signifies prosperity and blessings for the next year. As the uncle, it's time to give a gift."

Chad bent down, lifting the little one from the basin and tucking a generous gift into his embrace.

Andre, swept up in the moment, couldn't help but think his son was too adorable, stealing the show. Deciding it was best, he carried him away.

In the bridal room, Molly was frantically hiding her wedding shoes. "What should I do? Where should I hide them?"

Stephania suggested, "Hide them in the bathroom."

Molly immediately dismissed the idea, "No way, have you forgotten what the groom and his groomsmen do for a living? Hiding something right under the noses of cops seems a bit misguided." The room was bustling with Mia, Naomi, and several of Molly's distant cousins, all gathered, some with children in tow, including Minnie and the photographer from the day before. "How about this, hide the shoes under Molly," one cousin suggested.

Molly retorted, "Either the shoes get ruined today, or I do."

Then, the ever-so-sweet yet clueless Anya had a bright idea, "Auntie, just throw your wedding shoes out the window. Uncle will never replace them."

Jade chimed in, "Sweetheart, your aunt still wants to get married today."

Throwing the shoes out would mean searching for them all day.

Anya's innocence brought laughter to the room, her naivety endearing to everyone.

Finding a hiding spot proved challenging, especially with a wedding to a cop.

Mia asked, "Molly, where does Chad usually not go?"

Molly pondered, "He goes everywhere."

As they struggled to replace a hiding spot, the sound of the wedding party arrived, causing a stir among the women, especially since the shoes were still not hidden. Molly directed, "Mia, guard the door. If anyone tries to come in, kick them out!"

Mia was speechless.

A knock sounded, "Molly, open up, I'm here," Chad's voice resonated through the door.

In a panic, Molly tossed her wedding shoes onto the top of her wardrobe.

Anya wondered, "Auntie, if you can't reach your shoes, how will you get married?"

Molly calmly replied, "That's for whoever wants to marry me to figure out."

Chad, determined to wed his bride, slid more than twenty gifts under the door. "Is this enough to open the door?"

"Want to open the door? That's hardly enough. Officer Chad and his groomsmen are some of our city's finest. Let's test your professional knowledge. Get the question wrong, and you can't marry our Molly," Stephania announced from inside. Hearing this, Chad turned to his apprentice, "It's your wife; you handle it."

Donnie knocked, "Honey, open the door for me, will you?"

"Who's your honey? Our sides aren't the same," Stephania retorted sharply.

Donnie looked back at Chad, "Master, I have no say at home."

When Chad's friends from his police academy days heard about the wedding, they all showed up, a swarm of officers from various cities and departments.

"If money doesn't work, what will?" they pondered.

Then, a riddle was slid under the door, "Solve this case to marry your bride."

Donnie protested, "Honey, this isn't our field. We're financial, not homicide detectives."

Stephania was unfazed, "No matter, if you want to marry, you have to meet the requirements."

A group of young, handsome officers stood ready, "Who here is a homicide detective? Step up, it's time to solve a case."

Two stepped forward, "This is our specialty."

Chad reviewed the riddle, confidently declaring, "The culprit is A."

"Yeah, the answer's A! Open up, or we're gonna have to bust this door down!" the voice outside boomed.

Anya checked the answer, "It really is A."

Suddenly, a few more curious onlookers joined, and from beneath the door slid another sheet, "Spot the seven inaccuracies in this picture."

Donnie called out to the police officers gathered around, "Captains, gather 'round, time for a brainstorm."

A crowd formed at the bedroom door, turning it into an impromptu detective scene. Three minutes later, the answer was once again spot-on. Anya, who was verifying the answers, muttered, "Now what? They got it right again."

Molly, eager to join in, attempted to rise, but her makeup artist firmly kept her seated, insisting the bride must not stir.

The third challenge was sent out, "A test of logic."

Five minutes later, as expected, the correct answer was handed back in.

Anya, seeing the correct answers, dashed to the door, shouting, "Did you guys sneak a peek at the answers or something?"

Chad responded, "Anya, we're cops, a little puzzle like this is no match for us."