Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 1361

Hansen was halfway through dinner when he suddenly clutched his stomach, face twisting in discomfort. He made a dash for the bathroom—once, twice, and then again.

Watching Grandpa’s hasty retreat, Leo raised an eyebrow. “You think he got food poisoning or what?” he joked.

Everyone stared at the spread in front of them. Mia quickly put a gentle hand on her son’s tiny belly. “Sweetie, your tummy okay?”

Henry shook his head. “No, Mommy. I’m still hungry!”

“Then help yourself, honey. There’s nothing wrong with the food,” Mia said, sounding relieved.

Molly piped up, “Maybe Dad snuck off and ate something he shouldn’t have?”

Andre got up, worry creasing his brow. “I’ll go check on him.”

Meanwhile, Hansen was doubled over, convinced his insides were doing somersaults.

Andre found him just outside the bathroom and took his arm. “There was a bit this afternoon I wasn’t watching you. Did you sneak a treat?”

Hansen avoided his son’s gaze, looking guilty as a kid caught stealing cookies. “No, no, I didn’t eat anything.”

Andre coughed pointedly. Hansen shrank a little—when did his son start bossing him around like this?

“It’s just the two of us, Dad. You can tell me. What happened?” Andre coaxed.

Hansen looked sheepish. “Well... while you were all playing with the dog, I got bored. Saw an ice cream cart, it was on sale, so I might’ve had one. Or two.”

Andre just stared, silent. Hansen started fidgeting.

Summer wasn’t even here yet, and here he was, a man in his sixties, lining up for ice cream like a kid. They’d kept an eye on their little sweet tooth, but no one thought to watch the original sweet tooth.

“Where does it hurt?” Andre asked, steadying his dad.

Hansen described his symptoms. Andre sighed. “Go sit down, have some warm water. I’ll go grab you some medicine.”

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