Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 354

Every time Mia had a prenatal checkup, she had to make a beeline for the restroom—her bladder always felt like it was about to burst. As soon as her husband Andre finished cleaning up, she would dash off, showing no signs of the typical lethargy some expectant mothers experienced. This was a spectacle that the Cedillo family had grown accustomed to.

The doctor cautioned, "Andre, pregnant women can be delicate. Any undue physical exertion can affect the development of the baby. It would be best if Mrs. Cedillo were a bit more careful."

Thinking of Mia's recent bout of speed, Andre replied with a blend of helplessness and joy, "Oh, you should see her when she's not pregnant. She's like a gazelle."

The doctor simply sighed.

As Mia headed for the restroom, Molly followed closely behind.

"Mia, if you were to enter a 100-meter sprint while pregnant, I bet I wouldn't stand a chance against you."

Mia washed her hands at the sink after emerging from the restroom. "If you were to hold your pee before a 100-meter sprint, Molly, you would be an Olympic champion."

The two girls shared a laugh, arm in arm, as they set off to locate Andre. As they were walking along, a pregnant woman suddenly bumped into Molly. Due to their intertwined arms, the resulting inertia caused Mia to stumble as well, and both of them began to fall.

Leo saw the accident from afar and rushed over. Fortunately, the girls were walking next to a railing, which cushioned Mia's fall. She grimaced as her ribs collided with the metal, drawing in a sharp breath from the pain.

Leo helped Molly and Mia back up. "Are you two okay?" he asked, worry etched on his face.

Molly turned around in a hurry to check on Mia. She was fine, but Mia had hit the railing.

Mia took a deep breath, then shook her head. "I'm okay, just bumped my ribs a little."

The pregnant woman who had bumped into them hurried over, her eyes reddening with guilt. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to."

Molly's temper flared. "What are you, blind? Can't you walk slowly in a crowded area? Are you rushing to report to Satan or something?"

The pregnant woman kept apologizing, tears streaming down her face. "I'm so sorry. I didn't do it on purpose."

The doctor turned red with anger. "How can you be so shameless? You're the father."

The man retorted with no shame, "It's your fault. She's the one who wants to give birth. If it's a girl, I don't want it."

Mia, who had been silently watching the pregnant woman, could no longer hold her tongue. She stepped forward, standing in front of the man. "If you want a son so badly, why don't you give birth yourself? You're blaming us women for giving birth to girls, but you can't even conceive a girl. You're a shameless, disgusting, and despicable man. If you were to have a son, could you even afford to raise him? If he turns out to be anything like you, it would be a disgrace to the world!"

The man was taken aback by Mia's fierce words. He tried to retaliate, but Leo quickly stepped in to protect Mia, his towering figure casting an intimidating shadow over the man. "Get out!"

The man was taken aback by Leo's imposing aura. His mother, however, was not going to let anyone insult her precious son. She broadcasted to everyone around, "Everyone here, be my judge. We paid to bring her into our family, just because we wanted a son. Is there anything wrong with that? Our family is perfectly healthy. It's her genes that are problematic, that can't produce a son. It was only out of consideration for our relationship that we didn't divorce her directly."

Molly could no longer bear to watch. She was known for her sharp tongue. "If there's nothing wrong with your genes, why don't you give your son a son? You'll all be one big happy family! Why bother paying to marry a daughter-in-law, it's a loss, isn't it? You should crawl into your son's bed tonight, have sex until dawn, and produce a litter of sons for him, to carry on your family's noble tradition of despicable shamelessness!"

"You!"