Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 681

Leo stood by the bed, his eyes fixed on the corner of Anya's blanket. His hand hovered uncertainly, unable to push past the mental barrier he had set for himself. For a guy like him, lifting a sleeping girl's blanket, even with the purest intentions, felt like crossing a line. Raised by his uncle to embody gentlemanly behavior and constantly reminded by his mother about chivalry, he treated Anya with the utmost respect.

So, he gently nudged Anya's shoulder. "Hey, wake up. You should be sleeping under the covers, not sitting up like that."

Anya, deep in sleep, barely stirred.

When Leo gave a firmer push, worried she might topple over, her body leaned to one side. Instinctively, Leo knelt on the bed, one leg pressing down on the blankets, the other hand wrapping around her neck to steady her. Startled awake, Anya's eyes met the chest of the man she had been waiting for. "Chad~"

Leo sighed in relief. "Why were you sleeping sitting up?"

"I was waiting for you. I guess I fell asleep reading. Chad, you didn't come to pick me up from my uncle's house tonight," Anya's voice was filled with disappointment. She was so used to being picked up by him that his absence left her feeling strangely empty.

Leo frowned. "I thought you were staying over at Maplewood Estates tonight. How did you get back?"

"The butler went to pick up Grandpa, so I hitched a ride with him," she said, rubbing her eyes and yawning, completing her wake-up routine in front of him.

Finally fully awake, she asked, "Did you just get back?"

"No, I've been home for a while. Stayed in my room. What were you waiting for?"

"I wanted to ask how your talk went with Aunt Sarah and Aunt Jane. But it's okay if you don't want to talk about it."

"Let's head to bed; we can talk about it tomorrow. I'm planning to hit the library; you coming?"

"Of course!"

Leo smiled, knowing Anya loved tagging along. "Alright, sleep tight. See you tomorrow."

After a satisfying feed, the baby was ready for playtime in the morning, his gibberish a lullaby to his parents.

"Love, I can't keep my eyes open. Let me nap for a bit, then we can switch," Mia proposed, her eyes drooping.

Andre agreed, caressing her head lovingly. "Rest now."

Predictably, Andre didn't wake her. Mia woke to a bright new day, her son sleeping peacefully beside her. She teased him lightly, only to quickly comfort him when he stirred, ready to cry.

Jade, up early for once, watched Chad getting ready in their walk-in closet, her heart swelling with affection for their shared life and little family dramas.

In no time, Chad had slipped into another outfit, catching a glimpse of himself in the mirror. The red mark on his neck was still blatantly visible. Officer Chad glanced at the woman lying on the bed, her playful smirk unmistakable, and reluctantly reached for yet another piece of clothing.

"Chad, maybe you should borrow my turtleneck for the week? Though, it's summer, you know. Won't you be sweltering in a turtleneck?" Jade couldn't help but revel in the fun of teasing Chad.