Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance
Chapter 775

Threatened by his son, Hansen thought to himself, "He's just silently gaming!"

Andre moved to the side, "Hand over the phone, it's confiscated."

Hansen glared, fuming, "You ungrateful kid, you dare boss your old man around?"

Andre reached out, his gaze sharp as he looked at his father.

At the door, Mia and Molly were eavesdropping, pressed against the wall.

Anya saw them, tilted her head, and curiously approached, "Auntie, what are you..."

"Shh," Molly pulled Anya into their little eavesdropping crew.

Inside, Hansen's tone softened, "I was just playing a bit. I had plans tonight to compete with Harry Rayner."

"You're not allowed to play during the day, and now it's eating into your sleep time? Hand over the phone, and we can talk about it."

Holding onto his phone, Hansen impatiently said, "Alright, alright, I'll stop playing, okay? I'm going to sleep."

Andre relented, "You can keep the phone."

Hansen sighed in relief, but then Andre added, "I'm changing the Wi-Fi password."

Hansen exploded, "Andre, why did I even have you?!"

"To give you a hard time."

After saying that, Andre left and immediately saw the trio eavesdropping at the door.

The three of them stiffened instantly.

Leo was gone, and his girlfriend took his place.

Anya blinked innocently, not daring to say a word.

"Andre, it wasn't my idea."

Anya chimed in, "Uncle, I was dragged into this."

Mia, part of Andre's family, scratched her neck, "Honey, I think I was sleepwalking-"

Andre dragged away the ringleader, "Sleepwalking or just can't get enough."

Molly peeked out, looking at her doomed sister, then at her innocent niece, "Anya, I just realized, you're our shield."

"Huh?"

Remembering Anya was a family friend's daughter, Andre never included her in the punishment lineup. She always got away with things, "Anya, next time I'm in trouble, I'm bringing you into the fold." Anya scratched her head, not understanding the meaning.

Later, when mentioning this to Leo during a video call, after Leo had showered and was drying his hair, he earnestly told Anya, "How many times have I told you, stay away from them. Can't you remember?" Anya frowned, troubled, "Chad, I can't even control myself, what should I do?"

Whenever she had free time, she always ended up hanging out with her aunt and aunt-in-law, out of her own control.

Leo sighed, "Come home. Distance will keep you away from them."

Anya didn't want to listen and impulsively pressed the red hang-up button.

Leo paused in drying his hair, "Now you don't even dare to say it."

Molly also video-called her night-shift husband before bed. Seeing Chad lying directly on the couch to sleep made her heart ache, so she ended up ordering a pillow that could be both a pillow and a blanket online, using Chad's card. Nighttime is dangerous for shopping because it's too easy to lose control.

Soon, Chad's phone received five or six transaction alerts.

With each alert, Chad's smile deepened.

"Go to sleep, I'll be on day shift tomorrow, and I can spend the weekend at home with you."

"Chad, you're working too hard. Come home and rest tomorrow," Molly said.

Chad adjusted his lying position, "It's pointless to rest at home without you there."

Molly, browsing through a shopping app, said, "Then take care of yourself. If you wear yourself out, I'm going after a younger man. Don't expect me to take care of you by your sickbed."

Chad chuckled, closed his eyes, and placed his phone on a nearby stool.

After her shopping spree, Molly glanced at her phone, put it down, and went to check on the father and son sleeping sweetly in their bedroom, ensuring they weren't secretly using their phones.

Molly then went to sleep peacefully.

The next day, Anya woke up early to call her aunt, who was getting ready for work. She took over the kitchen duties, preparing breakfast. As they were about to leave, a scream from Hansen and then Henry's loud crying halted everyone in the living room. Andre, who was just sitting down to breakfast, immediately went upstairs.

Before he could reach the middle of the stairs, Hansen came out holding Andre's child, his face red with anger, "Andre Mia! Take Henry away from me!"

In his arms, Henry's crying woke up his sleeping mom.

Mia, running while wrapping herself in a robe, asked, "Dad, Henry, what happened? Did the child fall off the bed?"

Bruce and Molly were also stunned, not understanding what had happened.

No one ran faster than a mother. Mia was the first to reach them, hugging her son, checking, "Dad, what happened to you two?"

Hansen, in his pajamas, was red-faced with anger, "Why didn't he cry when he woke up?"

Mia looked down at her son, "My son did cry, look, he's crying now."

"He didn't cry today." Hansen pointed at his grandson, who was known for crying.

Mia sensed something was off and finally noticed the wet patch on Hansen's chest. As a mother, she understood too well.

"Dad, did my son mistake you for me, and when he woke up, tried to replace something to drink, and accidentally bit you, causing the pain?"

Henry continued to cry pitifully, his cries drawing everyone out.

Hansen pointed at Henry's father standing at the bottom of the stairs, "Andre, take your family and move back to Maplewood Estates. My house is too small to accommodate you and your son."

Molly understood what had happened and looked up, laughing heartily.

In the Cedillo family's living room, she laughed the loudest, her voice carrying.

Bruce and Andre both smiled as well.

Anya, carrying two servings of breakfast, stood at the door, also joining in the laughter.

The entire family was laughing, except for the grandfather and grandson duo, one angry and the other crying, but ultimately, no one can resist a crying child.

As they carried the child downstairs, Bruce even fought to hold his precious nephew, and Naomi came over with prepared formula to feed the child.

Mia explained, "Dad, my son probably was too tired last night, didn't wake up, and was hungry this morning. He tried to replace food on you while you were asleep."

Hansen looked at his grandson, his love genuine, and so was his desire to scold him.

But a scolding would only lead to crying, and he, as the grandfather, would have to soothe him.

Molly was at home, laughing so hard that her stomach hurt. "Oh, Dad, you say you're the oldest in the Cedillo family, and somehow you're the most pitiable. A daughter who drives you nuts, a son just the same, a grandson who's a handful, a daughter-in-law who doesn't shy away from a scuffle, and now, even your little grandson who can't speak yet is starting to bully you. Hahahaha, your phone was confiscated by my Andre last night, and today it was nibbled on by Andre's son. Does it hurt?" Hansen replied, "Off you go, Molly. You better head back to the Byrne household."

"No, I'm not going back. I'm staying here to keep an eye on my dear old dad." Molly looped her arm through her father's, and upon spotting a drool stain on his chest, she burst into laughter once more.

The whole family wanted to shower Henry with kisses, but while he was drinking his bottle, he'd push anyone who came close with his little hands. He was in a "Do Not Disturb: Baby Feeding" mode. After his fill of formula, Henry sat on his uncle's lap, locked in a staring contest with his grandfather sitting across from them, big eyes meeting small ones.