Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 904

Molly clutched her stomach, putting on an exaggerated pout. “Oh, would you look at that, my stomach's suddenly all better.”

Chad was exasperated but resigned; he’d done everything to win her over. What could he do now?

Molly grinned knowingly. She could tell Chad was miffed. She had been chatting away with another guy, even though he was just her “brother,” but Chad was the jealous type. Having a blood brother was one thing, but a sworn brother? That was pushing it.

“Chad, sweetheart, don’t be upset. In a few months, our little one will be here. Haven’t I given you enough reassurance?”

While waiting at a red light, Chad glanced at the little diva in the passenger seat. “When have you ever given me reassurance?”

“Oh, I haven’t, my brother?” she teased.

“Then just say ‘I love you.’” Chad had set his trap.

Molly hesitated. “Words that are forced out aren't genuine.”

Officer Chad jumped in, “I can handle a little insincerity. Just say ‘I love you.’”

Molly shot back, “I won’t say it. I’m not like Mia, who just rolls over without a fight.”

Over at Maplewood Estates, Mia sneezed twice out of the blue.

Henry, her son, giggled, leaning on the coffee table, amused by his mom's sneezes.

Mia glanced over at her giggling son. “You have no idea what’s going on. Why didn’t you tag along with your dad to the office today?”

“Ah, mommy.”

Tired from studying, Mia put down her pen and went over to give her son a hug. “Did Andre kick you out? Were you crying at the office every day? Son, you’re a little man; you need to be independent, strong, and brave. Always remember, you’re the son of the king of the jungle—a little tiger! Stop copying how I act all sweet with your dad.”

The little tiger, once again “called out” by his mom with a gentle tap on his tiny nose, was on the brink of tears.

Mia quickly pulled her “delicate” son into her arms, wondering how she ended up with such a sensitive little cub.

“There, there, mommy won’t tease you anymore. Sigh, your mom’s about to ‘go to jail’ soon, so let’s cherish these last moments together.”

Henry cried out, feeling wronged.

The housekeeper chimed in, “Ma’am, before the master left, he said not to hold Henry for too long so you can focus on your studies.”

Henry cleverly clung to his mom’s hair, refusing to leave her arms. After all, he was just a baby who needed his mom.

Mia waved it off, “It’s fine, just a little while longer. If you keep it quiet, my husband won’t find out.”

She wandered around the living room with Henry, giving him little kisses, and when she got tired, she tried to put him in a baby walker. But Henry, being a smart cookie, tucked his legs up, refusing to go in, crying and wailing, not wanting to learn to walk.

Mia sighed, “Henry, you’re my little roadblock on the path to success.”

Later on, she sat on a mat in the living room with her son, reading a book.

Anya was getting ready to start school too.

Since her boyfriend had given her strict orders not to visit the “chubby boy,” Anya had been waiting for him every evening at the entrance to their complex.