Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 966

Leo leaned on Anya as they hailed a taxi and took off. After everyone else had gone, the family of three was the last to leave, heading straight back to Maplewood Estates. This was their cozy little nest, just for the three of them.

Andre, usually the quiet type, got a bit tipsy and held his snoozing son close, showering him with kisses full of love. He even managed to wake the little guy up with all the smooching. Henry stirred, all cranky and crying his eyes out. Andre, cuddling his son, asked, "Henry, do you know who Daddy loves the most?"

Henry just kept crying.

Andre reassured him, "Daddy loves you and Mommy the most."

Henry cried even harder, probably upset about being woken up from his nap on his birthday.

Andre, swaying slightly and holding his son, tried again, "Do you know who Daddy loves the most?"

Mia quickly stepped in to rescue their little one from Andre’s arms, "Honey, what's up with you, getting this drunk?"

The little guy settled down in his mom's arms, his big teary eyes, framed with those long lashes, watching his dad curiously.

Andre was in a good mood today; he'd had a bit too much to drink, with his friends toasting him repeatedly and him returning the favor.

With Henry now in Mia's arms, Andre turned to her and asked, "Little Mia, do you know who is the most important to me?"

Mia smiled, "Me and our son, right?"

Andre gently tapped Henry’s forehead, "The most important can only be one person. He'll have to wait in line; the most important is you."

Henry, with tears still glistening on his lashes, was unimpressed: "......"

Mia teased, "You’re telling tall tales; your son’s getting smart, he understands us."

Andre glanced at Henry, "Alright, you can be second, reluctantly."

Henry leaned back, cozying into his mom's arms and ignoring his dad.

When they arrived at Maplewood Estates, the staff came out to greet them. Mia passed Henry to a staff member and helped her husband to the bedroom. She instructed, "Just let Henry nap on the bed, and bring some warm water for the master. And ask the kitchen to whip up some hangover soup."

Mia bent down, slipped off Andre’s shoes, and helped him out of his coat, placing it over Henry like a blanket. She then tucked Andre into bed.

Henry wiggled out from under the coat, cutely sticking his little bottom up in the air on the bed, joining his mom in looking after his dad, who had celebrated Henry’s birthday a bit too enthusiastically.

He crawled up and gave his dad a kiss.

Andre, with sleepy eyes, gazed at his little bundle of joy. Before meeting Mia, he never imagined having such a happy family, such a soft and adorable son, and becoming a husband and a father.

"Henry, do you love Daddy?"

Henry, with his bottom up, replied, "Love ba ba."

Andre kissed his little face.

Mia sat on the bed's edge, seeing her husband this tipsy for the first time, "Honey, did seeing Leo today make you this happy? What did Leo thank you for?"

Andre lay flat on the bed, looking at his curious wife, "Sweetheart, your hubby's drunk, and apparently, I’m craftier than you."

Mia playfully nudged his chest, her eyes darting playfully, "I'm not crafty."

Henry, trying to tell his mom all his little secrets, only managed to babble. Mia chuckled, "What are you babbling about, honey?"

The hangover soup arrived, and Mia encouraged, "Honey, drink up. We’ve got plans this afternoon."

Andre remembered and, as he drank, noticed his son drooling beside him.