Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 834

She angled her wrist towards her face, flashed a bright smile, and snapped a selfie to upload on Facebook.

Over in Havenbrook, Molly quickly took a screenshot and excitedly messaged her best friend, "Mia, check out Facebook. Anya came back yesterday, and Leo's already headed to see her today!"

Mia, her hair all over the place, lounged in bed scrolling through her phone. "Good for Leo, finally making his move on Anya. That bracelet has to be from him. He even got Naomi a pair of earrings. She loves them so much she barely wears them."

Both of them liked the post and commented at the same time: "That bracelet is stunning."

Hansen joined in on the fun and commented, "That bracelet is stunning."

Later, Hansen asked his daughters in the group chat, "Hey Mia, you two like Anya's bracelet? Dad'll get you each one!"

He tagged Anya, asking, "Sweetheart, where'd you get it? Grandpa wants to know."

Before long, Anya responded: "Chad gave it to me."

Leo, who was driving, got a call from Hansen.

Anya, sitting next to him, answered, "Hello, Grandpa, it's me~" Anya's voice chirped.

Hansen was confused, "Are you back home?"

"No, Chad came to see me."

Hansen felt a sense of satisfaction, thinking his grandson finally did something right. He asked Leo again where he was.

"They don't want the bracelet; they're just poking fun at me and Anya. How could you not see that at your age?"

Hansen, a bit ruffled, argued, "You noticed, sure, but now you're calling me old. I'll get a gift for my little grandson and leave you empty-handed."

With the clever Leo around, Hansen found the usually stingy Henry quite charming.

After hanging up, the busy Hansen made a video call to his freshly-awakened little grandson.

Mia stayed at her parents' overnight. Early in the morning, Andre and Aaron headed off to work, with Andre holding his son's chubby little legs, deeply worried.

Mia, knowing her husband's thoughts without asking, helped Henry stand by the sofa.

Henry, still sleepy, was made to practice standing early in the morning, his little hands pressed against the couch, whining and fussing, crying out, "Dada, boo-hoo~"

Mia replied, "You know crying to mom works better than to dad. This was his idea, you little lazybones. Others are already walking, and here you are, lagging behind the baby brigade."

Hansen, watching the video, said, "My grandson? Grandpa's here, why the tears again?"

Henry turned to look at his grandpa on the phone, tears falling faster than pearls off a string.

Hansen showed off the beautiful scenery around him, "Jealous, huh?"

Henry cried even harder, while Madison covered her mouth, trying not to laugh. Hansen, playful as always, teased the little one about being jealous.

After realizing his daughters were just teasing about the bracelet, Hansen gave up the idea of buying them one.

But then...

At a tourist spot, Hansen picked up a bag made of woven strings, full of local charm. "This is nice, I'll get one for each of my three girls to use when shopping. It'll look great."

Everyone knew Hansen's three girls: Naomi, Mia, Molly.

Grandma Aubree and Grandpa Elmer were there too. Grandma Aubree, holding a bag with a flower bigger than her palm, exclaimed, "My granddaughter will look absolutely stunning with this."

Checkout!

Mia, at home, sent the video of her tearful son to her husband. Andre sighed, already feeling the parenting blues.