Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 722

"Do I still have any concerns?" Andre asked directly. "Let's hash them out tonight."

Mia shook her head. "I'm scared to say more."

"Then let's not talk about it."

Andre stood up, ready to put their son to bed. As soon as he laid Henry down, the little boy rolled around on the bed, propping himself up with his hands, looking at the big bed where he was all alone, wondering why his parents weren't joining him.

Andre was about to leave when Mia quickly got up. "Honey, where are you going?"

"The study."

"Our son hasn't had his bath yet. Can you stay and help me bathe him?"

"How about we skip the bath tonight?"

Andre left the room without another word. Mia watched him go, blinking in surprise. "Did I really say all that, and he didn't react at all?"

She looked at the little bundle of joy on the bed, sighed, and called Molly. "Hey, Molly, are you asleep?"

"No, Chad is explaining some science stuff to me."

"Can you come over and help me bathe Henry? I think Andre's mad at me again; he went to the study and left us."

"I'll be there in three minutes."

Molly hung up, got out of bed, and turned to Chad. "You go ahead and sleep; I've got to help Mia with Henry's bath."

Already in her pajamas, Molly headed to Mia's bedroom, where Henry was stripped down and waving his limbs at the sight of his aunt. "What did you say to Andre?"

"I said everything, both what I should and shouldn't have." They chatted a bit more. "Did you call Leo?"

Molly nodded. "Couldn't get through."

"Then I definitely can't either. Could you check on Anya later? She might have a hard time sleeping tonight too."

With her husband absent and Molly being new to this, bathing Henry was a bit of a challenge. He was chubby and slippery, so Mia quickly washed his bottom, armpits, neck, thighs, and other areas prone to bacteria. She then lifted him out of the basin.

"I'll figure out a way to bring Andre back home. You just keep the atmosphere light here for now."

"No problem."

After changing Henry into his diaper, Mia gave him a few kisses before Molly left.

That night, the Cedillo family was restless. Naomi and her husband were on their phones, trying to understand their son's interests, regretting their lack of involvement in his upbringing, which left them clueless about his thoughts.

Even though it was late, the lights in the Cedillo household were still on. Hansen, who usually liked to calculate things, put aside his usual concerns to search for information for his grandson.

Molly went to check on Anya, who had swollen eyes. "Aunt Molly, Chad isn't answering my calls," she said, tears streaming down her face.