Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 1407

Molly hadn’t even managed to squeeze out a tear, but the real troublemaker was already bawling. “Waaah, waaah—!” Wayne joined the chorus, howling right along with her. Chad glanced over his shoulder and said, “You’re the one who hit Molly. What are you crying for?”

Wayne didn’t care. When it came to his mom, he knew the secret: strike first, ask questions later. If you waited, you’d be too late.

Later, Officer Chad, who’d promised to settle the score, just scooped his wife up and headed upstairs. “Wayne, you can come up on your own,” he called.

Wayne sprawled flat on the floor, making no move to follow. As if he was actually going to walk right now.

Molly’s foot had stopped hurting, but she wasn’t about to let on. If she kept up the act, maybe she could get out of a round of chores.

Eventually, Chad came back down, picked up his son—who apparently forgot how to use his legs—and carried him upstairs.

That left only Grandpa Hansen sitting in the living room.

“So, is it over?” he asked. No one answered. “Looks like it’s over,” he said to himself.

He got up, stretched, and muttered, “Time for a shower, a little gaming, and off to bed.”

It was shaping up to be a pretty good night—until, just as he unlocked his phone, his wayward son dropped off a wayward grandson.

Andre deposited his boy in Hansen’s bedroom and shut the door.

Henry looked up at Grandpa with those bright, shiny eyes. “Cuddle?”

Hansen just sighed.

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