Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance
Chapter 822

Molly's excitement took a nosedive. "Why's that?"

"Isn't it obvious? We've all noticed that Chad's been into you for ages."

"But we were just kids back then!"

Mia sat solo on a nearby bench, eyes on a father and son playing in the distance. She chimed in, "You know, Chad was kind of a jerk back then. But at least he's been reliable and hasn't hurt you all these years."

Molly propped her chin on her hands, grinning, "Mia, guess what? Chad and I are in separate rooms now, and it's been a while too!" Mia's eyes sparkled with intrigue, "Oh, do spill the beans!"

Molly laughed, "Chad had an ex he never mentioned to me, so I made him sleep separately as punishment. Mia, you wouldn't believe how good it feels to flip the script. Chad used to grill me, question me, even judge me. But now, it's my turn to call the shots... Hey, Mia, what are you staring at?"

Mia was lost in thought, admiring her husband's handsome silhouette. "Molly, why didn't Andre have an ex for me to get upset about? That would give me an excuse to be mad and enjoy a few days of blissful separation."

Jade shook her head in disbelief. "Don't worry, I'll pass on your words to my Andre."

Mia turned to her phone's camera, "Don't worry, I'll also tell Chad about your early morning love confession."

Molly asked, "Are we just messing with each other now?"

Mia laughed, "Isn't that what we always do?"

After a while, Mia, feeling the chill creeping in, tucked her hands inside her jacket. "Let's pick this up back at the hotel."

Ending the call, Mia started waving her arms, taking tiny steps on the slick snowy path, looking more like a waddling polar bear.

The "little penguin" lay sprawled on the snow, eyes on the inky sky, kicking his tiny feet, calling out to Andre, "Ah~ crawl, babble."

Snowflakes dotted Andre's shoes, some melting into little water spots. He tried capturing his son on his phone but kept missing the mark. "Mia, come over and take a picture." "On my way, hon! Catch me!"

As Mia approached, she gave a little hop, skating across the ground before spreading her arms wide. Andre reached out, catching his wife mid-leap.

Mia laughed, standing on tiptoe to give him a peck.

Andre chuckled, bending down to meet her.

In the snowy night, under a streetlamp's glow, on a quiet street, a couple embraced and kissed, their shadows stretching long beside them, next to their little bundle of joy. Even after all these years of marriage, the sight of his petite wife never failed to make Andre's heart skip a beat.

Every day, little Mia was a fresh delight.

Henry lay there, twisting his chubby face, feeling like a third wheel as he watched his parents cozy up. Wasn't this supposed to be his photo op? How did it turn into a smooch fest? The kid learned to entertain himself.

Back in Havenbrook.

Molly lay in bed, something nagging at her. Suddenly, she sat up, "Wait a sec, what was Conner doing at the police station? How did I end up spilling my guts while he stayed mum?" At the hotel.

Annie knocked, and Conner swung the door open.

"Officer Chapman, busy as ever, huh?"

Annie stepped inside, "What'd you say to Molly today?"

Conner shut the door, his tone light and teasing, "She's thinking of divorcing Chad over your old fling with him. Officer Chapman, isn't integrity your thing? You're here shaking up a marriage." Annie turned, taken aback, "Divorce? No way!"

Conner reassured, "Relax, I've calmed her down for now, urging reconciliation. As for you, I suggest heading back soon to avoid making the one you love unhappy."

Annie probed, "Did you tell Molly about my past with Chad, leading her to snoop around the station?"

"Wasn't me. I only met my god-sister officially today," Conner leaned back on the sofa, legs casually crossed on the coffee table. "She figured it out herself."

Annie was puzzled, "God-sister?"

"Andre's son is my godson. Andre's sister, my god-sister."

"And Andre's dad, your godfather?"

Conner shrugged, "Not out of the question. Oh, and heads up, if we tie the knot, Molly becomes your god-sister too. Don't be a jerk; stay away from Chad and head back soon. I can overlook your little... runaway stint this time."

Annie stood up, "As long as my sister's whereabouts are unknown, I won't engage with the Nettleton family. Message delivered; I'm heading back to the station. You should leave too and avoid causing a scene at the station, or you might be mistaken for a kidnapper again!"

"You found out?" Conner was stunned his most embarrassing moment was known to Annie?

Annie, noticing his shocked expression, allowed herself a small smile, "Everyone at the station knows. Don't come looking for me, or the Newtown police will hear about it too."

Her smile was brief, but Conner, reclining on the sofa, watched with amusement, "That's more like it. Keep smiling; it suits you."

Annie's smile faded as she turned to leave.

Conner watched the door close, his own smile disappearing as he focused on the TV wall opposite him. He picked up his phone, calling home, "Any word on Maja?"

"Sir, we've combed through all the surveillance footage, but no leads."

Before the video arrived, his rotund, beloved son sent a video call first.

Mia squatted on the snow, the family of three up late. Andre handled the lighting, while Mia squatted to capture their son.

Andre tossed snow at Henry, who cried out: Daddy hit him~

Mia tossed snow at Henry, who flailed with joy: Mommy's playing with him~

With mom around, Henry's giggles rang like silver bells, clear and sweet.

Watching, Conner couldn't help but smile, "This little guy, truly my godson."

Before long, the surveillance data from his team came through, and Conner's smile vanished.

Havenbrook, the Byrne family.

The next morning, Kendrick saw his son emerge from his daughter's room and then glanced at the master bedroom, "What happened, did Molly kick you out?" Chad rolled his neck, "Dad, whenever you have time, could you fill Molly's old room with junk too?"

Kendrick, speaking from experience, chuckled, "If we do, Molly will just set up a cot for you in the study."