Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance
Chapter 808

Mia's stomach growled as she headed downstairs for a glass of water, realizing just how hungry she was.

The chef, aware that Mrs. Andre hadn't had dinner, was waiting for her. "Mrs. Andre, no need to be upset. Mr. Andre made sure we kept dinner ready for you tonight. Plus, we didn't give away all the ice cream; half of it is yours." Mia was surprised. "Really?"

After a quick visit to the kitchen, Mia, brimming with excitement, dashed up the stairs two at a time. She burst into the bedroom and found her husband Andre reading in bed. With a joyful leap, she landed on him, pinning him down with a grin. "Honey, I love you so much!" she exclaimed, snatching Andre's book and showering him with a flurry of kisses.

Andre's annoyance vanished instantly. "Why do you love me? Marrying a bossy guy like me."

"Being with someone like you is a blessing," she said sweetly, her words dripping with affection as she kissed him again.

Earlier, she'd been annoyed at how quickly he could change moods. But now, she was putting on her own little show.

"Not interested in going out with me? Who would you rather go with?" Andre teased.

"I only want to go with you, honey. Without you, I feel lost. Come with me, please?" Mia coaxed, her talent for persuasion unmatched. "I've thought it over, and I admit I was wrong. Let's have some fun together. You've punished me enough already." Andre wrapped his arms around her waist. "Are you hungry?"

"Starving."

He lifted her up. "Let's go eat. I figured you'd get hungry tonight."

At midnight, they found themselves in the dining room, Mia eating while Andre kept her company.

"You know, honey, you've got plenty of flaws," Mia remarked as Andre was about to clear the table.

"But love makes me overlook them, even love you more," she added, bringing a satisfied smile to Andre's face.

"So, honey, I know I have my flaws too, but since you love me, you'll overlook mine just like I do with yours, right?" After all that talk, it boiled down to this point.

Andre chuckled, "If I ask you to change, does that mean I don't love you?"

"You can't expect me to change overnight. I only dare to be a bit cheeky because I know you love me," she said. Andre teased, "Just like your son," both of them chatting away while eating, not concerned about hiccups.

Later that night, Andre was feeding their son, who had endless chatter. "Honey, let's go out somewhere. I've picked the place," Mia suggested.

Andre replied, "You already planned it with Molly, leaving us guys out."

"How did you know? Did Molly spill the beans?" Past experiences had made the trio wary of each other.

Mia's first suspicion was her best friend, but after dinner, she thought it over. "Wait, why would Molly spill the beans? It wouldn't benefit her. She doesn't like going out with her husband either, and she's still mad about the water park incident." Lying in Andre's arms late into the night, Mia wondered aloud, "Was it Chad who told you?"

Andre just nodded.

Without hesitation, Mia texted her friend, "Your hubby told mine about our weekend plans without them." Molly read the text and turned to her husband, who was still awake. "Chad, did you rat me out to Andre?" She sat up, "Let's have a chat."

Chad raised an eyebrow, "You sure?"

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The next day, Molly, after understanding the situation, went back to the Cedillo family alone.

Once there, she realized why Chad had been so strict lately; she was caught up in the mess too.

Calming her nerves with some ice cream, she said, "Andre, you're wrong. I'd never do such a thing. At my place, I just get what I want. Mia, you don't have it as good at your in-laws as I do."

Jade's attempt to stir things up only made her unpopular upon her return.

Despite knowing this, she still made a point, suggesting Andre wasn't a good husband, using her own situation to highlight Mia's supposedly poor choice.

Mia whispered, "Actually, Andre saved a lot for me too. You're eating what he kept for me."

Bruce and Naomi had gone out.

Last night, they were exhausted by midnight due to Henry's antics, reminiscent of raising their son back in the day. "Leo was so easygoing. After feeding, he'd just sleep in my arms, clinging to me," Bruce reminisced. Naomi sighed, "Honey, I miss our son."

The next morning, they decided to visit him, embracing the unexpected warmth of family.

Leo, caught off guard, asked, "Mom, Dad, is everything okay?"

Hansen complained to his daughter, "Mia promised to take the fall if something went wrong, but we ended up in trouble."

Molly, eating ice cream, cuddled her little nephew. "Dad, how can you be so naive? Even if you're inexperienced, you've watched enough TV. If Mia was supposed to take the blame, why didn't she handle it herself? That promise was like pie in the sky." Hansen's bond with his daughter-in-law hit a snag.

When his aunt held him, Henry instinctively reached out, even opening his mouth.

"So, Mia, how did you blow your cover?" Jade was burning with curiosity.

Mia eyed the chubby baby in her aunt's arms, "Give me that little butterball, and I'll spill the beans."

Molly glanced at her adorable nephew, then pushed him over.

Mia playfully smacked her son's little bottom, "He rummaged through the trash, exposing me. Can you believe it? The kid I raised, turning on me like that."

Henry cried, not from pain but feeling wronged, sitting on his mom's lap.

Molly, both amused and sympathetic, tossed the ice cream stick and picked up the little one, wiping away his tears. "Don't cry, sweetie, auntie will take you to Uncle to hide for a bit."

Henry had been accustomed to daily outings, but with Mia's arm injury, they were stuck indoors. They only ventured out when the weather cooled, and Dad got home early enough for a drive around town.

Sometimes they'd visit his grandparents, other times they'd go home.

As his aunt took him out, Mia followed to the door, advising, "Come back early, okay? If you're out too long, he gets heavy, and you'll have a headache when he cries from hunger."

I've aimed to give this passage a more natural, conversational flow with relatable cultural references for native English readers. Let me know if further adjustments might be needed!