Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance
Chapter 861

Hansen's hearty laughter came to a screeching halt as both the husband and wife in the front seat turned to give him a look. Mia chimed in, "Dad, you need to realize you're not as young as you used to be. It's time for my husband and me to look after you." Hansen, not one to admit defeat easily, shot back, "Oh? Planning to ditch me from the car now, huh?"

Wrapping his arms tighter around his little treasure, Hansen scoffed, "Yeah, right, as if you'd dare. Go have your fun. Wet clothes, huh? And those sandals, I wouldn't take 'em even if they were free. Left me and my grandson behind, didn't you? Isn't that right, my boy?" Looking down, little Henry's eyes were fighting a losing battle to stay open.

His dad had woken him up way too early, and from crying in his walker till noon, to swimming and playing in the river when he should've been napping, his eyes were as heavy as lead now.

Henry's eyelids fluttered, and the couple in the front seat turned around, the car falling into a hush, everyone watching as the little guy lulled himself to sleep.

Once he was out, Hansen boasted proudly, "See! My grandson doesn't even need to be rocked to sleep when he's in my arms."

But just then, Henry stirred, his little body twitching as if in protest, on the brink of tears again, and Hansen quickly patted his back to soothe him.

Andre was stubbornly against the idea of wearing sandals, prompting Mia to scold the Cedillo men. "Seems like Dad's pride found a new home in you. Just make sure my son doesn't catch it!

What's so bad about sandals? They don't match your CEO image? Off with those dress shoes, put them on."

Hansen was quick to jump in, "Mia, let's get real. When have I ever been vain?"

The elders in the back seat were wide-eyed, watching Mia, fearless and frank, give the business mogul Andre a talking-to. Andre was known as a cold and ruthless figure, and they'd heard plenty about his ruthless reputation. They never imagined he'd be so easily handled by his petite wife without even getting upset.

Not only that, he even replied in a gentle, coaxing tone?

"Sweetheart, it's fine; they'll dry off. We'll pass the shoes to Dad."

Hansen interjected, "No way, your dad doesn't want them, and neither does your father-in-law, Mia. You just gotta make him wear them, set him straight."

Hansen was talking about "this guy," his son, who he was also a bit afraid of.

Andre shot his father a steely glance.

Hansen quickly turned away, hugging his grandson, unwilling to meet his son's eyes.

Facing him might not make him braver, but it saved him some face.

Mia gently took her husband's face in her hands, making him look at her, "Your feet are blistered. When we get home, it'll be me and your son feeling bad for you. Can't you just wear sandals for our sake?" Every time Mia spoke, her husband found himself unable to stay angry.

Andre, feeling a bit cornered, sighed, "Alright, alright, I'll change. Don't be mad."

He gave in, swapping his dress shoes and socks for the pair of elderly-style sandals his wife had bought, which were brown and looked both old and unfashionable.

Mia glanced at her husband's feet, a playful glint in her eyes, "Hehe, now that's more like it. I was thinking of getting you some orthopedic shoes, but knowing you had to drive, I picked these instead."

It wasn't that she had bad taste; the options were just too limited. "Babe, these sandals were 35 bucks, and I knocked off 15. Will you reimburse me?"

Andre didn't even want to look at his feet, "Do you think I'll reimburse this time?"

Mia replied warmly, "Probably not. But hey, it's only thirty-five bucks; I can handle that."

Andre, resigned to his charming young wife, knew that besides adoring and loving her, he was also helpless.

Andre's concession was a shocker for the elders in the backseat.

Harry remarked, "We always thought Andre was too domineering, with Mia being the timid one. Turns out, Andre's been under Mia's thumb all along."

Mrs. Chen agreed, nodding, "Indeed, the last time I saw Mia, she was this shy little wife hiding behind Andre. I thought she was timid."

Dare to call Mia timid? Hansen was the first to jump in, "Nonsense! My daughter-in-law, she could probably take Andre in a fight. Next time, I'll have Mia show you a thing or two, flipping through the air-and I'm not bragging-my Mia's fighting skills are something else..." Mia quickly cut him off, "Dad, are you thirsty?"

Hansen, "Stop interrupting, I'm not thirsty."

He continued his boasting, "You all doing somersaults is child's play. My Mia can do a backflip without touching the ground and then..."

"Dad, are you hungry?"

Hansen, "Stop interrupting."

He went on, "One kick and that guy was down. You tell me, with skills like that, I've seen her fight, and..."

"Dad, I think you can quiet down now. I want shrimp tails for dinner tonight. I want some peace and quiet now. Whoever stays quiet gets to join me."

Hansen, held at bay, "

He whipped out his phone to continue bragging to his friends in a group chat.

Andre drove, sneaking glances at his adorably pouting young wife beside him, a fond smile playing on his lips.

Since Mia came into his life, everything had been a burst of colors, filled with emotions and joy.

As the car wound down the mountain roads that summer afternoon, the elders in the back were chatting about their families, "Well, Hansen knows his daughter, Molly, can barely drag herself out of bed. Lucky we've got Chad; he knows how to handle her."

Hansen agreed, "Absolutely, my daughter is the laziest. She'd claim second place, and no one would dare take first. She practically carries her bed with her when she leaves the house. She can drive you up the wall, but you Byrne family taking her in probably added a few more years to my life."

Grandpa Elmer added, "My Molly isn't that bad, just loves to sleep, curse, and fuss. She often deserves a good scolding but is too dear to actually scold."

Throughout, Mia was recording the conversation on her phone from the front seat.

Soon, Molly's phone was buzzing with messages.

Jade, on her way home, listened to each message.

Coleen listened quietly, "They've nailed it."

Molly joked, "Mom, how about I and my future kids change our last names? A fresh start, not Su or Jiang."

Back at the Byrne household, Chad had swung by, "Molly, I have a business trip out of town," Officer Chad was visibly worried.

Just thinking of Molly home alone was enough to worry him, and now, she was expecting.

Coleen reassured him, "Don't worry, I'll stay with her tonight and make sure she's okay. You look like you need the peace of mind." Chad replied, "Mom, she's not far along. You have to be extra careful tonight."

Coleen rolled her eyes, "I did raise you, didn't I?"

PS:

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