Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 1437

Henry turned to look at his mom, who’d just asked him a question. “Where’s Mommy? I want a bath~”

Translation: Hurry up, come help your darling with his bath~

But Mia just kept her head down, scrolling through her phone.

Ignored by his mom, Henry was scooped up by his dad and marched off to the bathroom. Henry scowled. “I want Mommy to give me a bath~” He wrinkled his nose at his dad. “Daddy stinks~”

Andre just shook his head. “You better behave. Your mom’s been ready to blow a fuse these past few days. Trust me, if you don’t want to get caught in the crossfire, keep your distance and do what I say.”

So Henry let his dad bathe him. But that didn’t stop him from sneaking a quick kiss on Andre’s cheek in the steamy bathroom, his little lips puckered, hair damp and cheeks rosy. “Love Daddy~”

That sweet father-son moment lasted all of three minutes.

The second they were out of the bathroom, Henry dashed out—still naked—and sprinted straight for his mom. He threw himself at Mia’s back with a wild hug, cheek squished up, his baby voice chirping, “Where’s Mommy? Daddy’s coming after you~”

Andre just stood there, speechless.

Mia looked from her husband to Henry, whose face was all seriousness.

And that’s when Henry started trouble. Andre picked him up by the arm, gave his little butt a couple of light swats, and plopped him back into his own bed.

His two younger brothers were already waiting there.

So now all three boys were flopped together on the bed, a little jumble of chaos. The men gave up trying to keep order.

That night, Mia was the first one to call it a night. Andre tried to pull her close, hoping to tire her out so she’d sleep in the next day.

Mia sat up, arms folded, looking ready for a serious talk. “So, I heard from our son that you’re planning to ‘deal with me’?”

Meanwhile, Molly had already gone to bed, too. That night, Chad called his mom’s assistant from the company. “Hey, keep me posted on Molly’s work. If she’s late, skips out, or leaves early—tell me right away.”

“Yes, Mr. Bruce.”

The next day, the summer heat was thick and heavy.

In the middle of the hottest afternoon, Mrs. Cedillo—who usually hated going out in the sun—suddenly left the house.

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