Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance
Chapter 649

When Hansen finally got home that afternoon, he whisked his daughter away for a private chat with Molly that seemed to last forever. Once the guests had left, it was just the two families hanging out together.

Chad, still looking dapper in his wedding suit, cradled the little bubble-blowing munchkin in his arms, gently tapping the little guy's cheeks. "Did you see Uncle tie the knot today?" he asked. The little guy puffed his cheeks in discontent, clearly not thrilled by the whole ordeal.

Mia stepped in to answer for her son, "What could he have seen? He spent the whole time being Uncle's little plaything."

The newlyweds' joy was a beautiful moment, one that both Andre and Mia had once missed out on.

Chad seemed more approachable than usual today, his smiles more frequent, his demeanor softer.

Andre always had a mental scale, weighing his thoughts carefully before speaking up, especially around strangers.

The place was decked out with flowers, costing them a small fortune, easily thousands of blooms.

Anya had been eyeing those flowers all day. Feeling too shy to swipe them alone, she roped Leo into being her partner in crime.

Cleverly, she'd pluck a flower, hand it to Leo, grab another, and hand it over again, continuing the process...

When Molly stepped outside, she found her nephew with an armful of roses and a frozen-in-action Anya, caught midway through her floral heist.

"Auntie, you're already married. You don't need these flowers anymore, right?" Anya's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as Molly caught her red-handed.

Leo, ever the quick-talker, chimed in, "Of course she doesn't. What's she gonna do, save them for a second wedding?"

Molly, fresh from a lecture by her father about maintaining composure and grace now that she was married, was ready to throttle Leo on the spot.

"I'm saving these for Anya and my future son-in-law. Only they're worthy of touching these flowers. Keep your grubby hands off," she retorted, her patience wearing thin.

Watching the squabble, Hansen mused aloud, "Seems my words fell on deaf ears."

Coleen and Kendrick, adopting a laissez-faire attitude much like the Irvin family, watched their daughter tease Leo, turning a blind eye as they had for over a decade. If their words had any sway, this charade wouldn't have lasted so long.

The most laid-back were Mr. and Mrs. Naomi, unbothered as their grandson eagerly twisted around to watch the unfolding drama.

By around four in the afternoon, everyone had left.

The end of March was perfect for Andre and his family to visit a suburban park to enjoy the simultaneous blooming of peach and cherry blossoms.

Anya was off to the hotel to join her parents, with Leo driving her over.

The rest of the Cedillo family, not keen on heading home just yet, decided to tag along with Andre to the park.

Jade wanted to join, but her stomach protested. The wedding had been exhausting, leaving her feeling hollow inside.

Later, Chad promised her, "I've got a few days off after the wedding. We'll go have some fun."

Molly, craving comfort food, rushed home to indulge.

While others pondered romantic desires post-feast, Molly's thoughts drifted to slumber.

Still in her makeup, she climbed the stairs in a daze, under Chad's watchful gaze, instinctively pushing her old bedroom door open.

The groom was bemused, thinking, "So much for wedding traditions."

But he wasn't in a rush. Letting her catch up on sleep seemed like the best idea for now.

Chad was summoned to the living room by Mr. & Mrs. Byrne, seizing the moment to impart some wisdom on their "son-in-law," "Chad, you know Molly better than anyone. You insisted on marrying her, so you must cherish her for life. If you ever hurt her, don't bother coming back." Grandma Aubree, observing Coleen's stern demeanor, felt a twinge of sympathy for her grandson. "Ah, Coleen, our Chad isn't the type to hurt Molly. And let's be honest, with Molly's temper, is she really the kind to be bullied?"

"Even so, some harsh truths need to be laid out from the start," Coleen insisted, marking the end of a long, tiring day for the Byrne family, who soon retired to their bedrooms.

Chad, instead of heading to his bridal suite, found himself sitting by Molly's bedside, gazing fondly at the woman he had, through all means fair and foul, convinced to marry him.

Initially, Chad never thought of marrying Molly, at least not until she grew up. To him, she was always the little sister he overprotectively doted on, much to everyone's amusement and her chagrin.

As college life unfolded, a comment from a roommate made Chad ponder over his feelings, sparking a realization that perhaps his protective instincts veered beyond brotherly love.

In the park, Andre's family enjoyed a leisurely stroll. Mia captured photos of their son, enamored with the blossoming flowers, a sight that filled Hansen with contentment, whispering, "Our family's big day is finally behind us." The three kids had all tied the knot, found their places in the world, and started their own little families.

"What's the next milestone?" Hansen mused, fingers intertwined resting on his belly, thumbs twirling in thought.

Mia replied, half-joking, "What else could there be? Becoming a granddad, of course."

Hansen's eyes snapped open, glancing at his daughters-in-law. "I'd love to have a granddaughter," he declared.

Naomi glanced at her husband, then back at Hansen, "Dad, I'm not exactly in my prime. Maybe Mia's your best bet."

Mia pouted, "Don't look at me, I'm out of the running. You might have better luck banking on a grandson."

Hansen himself admitted, "Leo, huh? He's a lost cause. Can't pin any hopes on him. Once Anya sets her mind to something, that's the end of it."

It was a well-known fact in the family: if Leo asked Anya for anything, she wouldn't dream of saying no.