Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 730

The next morning, before Anya could even bring up moving out again, the breakfast table was a chorus of objections, making it clear she wasn't going anywhere.

Naomi, hearing that Anya was practically family already, put her foot down. "Anya, Chad can't cook to save his life. Let him figure it out on his own while you stay here with us. Your great-aunt will take good care of you."

Hansen chimed in, "Your aunt's left, taking Henry with her. Your uncle will be off soon, too. If you leave, your granddad will be all alone."

Anya couldn't help but protest, "Granddad, that's not what 'left alone' means."

"It's what I say it means."

Later, Chad called Anya. "I'm not even settled yet. You coming here would just add to the chaos."

Remembering Chad's promise, Anya teased softly, "Chad, you said you'd come get me."

Chad swallowed hard. "I will, but only when I can provide for us both. I don't want you to suffer because of me. Stay home and don't complicate things. If you miss me, call, and I'll come get you."

"Well, I miss you now."

"Sorry, bad signal. Can't hear you," Chad said, hanging up.

Anya pouted, "Chad's such a tease—just like granddad."

Meanwhile, Mia, noticing Henry had been spoiled at his grandparents' place and his schedule was all over the place, packed his bags early one morning. She placed them in the back seat of her husband's car and pointed to the baby sipping from his bottle. "Either take him back to my dad, or he goes to the office with you. Just one condition—don’t let him sleep all day!"

Andre chose, "Send him to my dad."

So, Hansen found himself with a lively grandson and a suitcase full of baby essentials that morning.

Anya saw the opportunity to tease, "Granddad, guess you're not left alone now, huh?"

Hansen, looking at his grandson, replied, "He's here now, so you're staying put, right?"

Anya snatched Henry up, showered him with kisses, and dashed off to school.

Later, Naomi and Bruce finally got Chad's address and visited him at his hotel. It had been a while since the family of three had been together, and suddenly, there wasn't much to say.

Naomi and Bruce surveyed Chad's living conditions. Bruce picked up a book from a stack on the table, unable to make heads or tails of it. "Is this what you need for grad school?"

"Yeah, I'm catching up on the basics I missed," Chad explained.

Bruce, feeling a mix of pride and regret, gently tapped the pile of books and papers, his heart heavy. Naomi sat beside her son. "Chad, come home. You need a proper environment to study for grad school. Your mom and I can take care of you."

Naomi, at a loss, didn't insist further.

Her voice tinged with sadness, "What about your laundry? Should I take it home to wash? And with the weather warming up, should I organize your clothes and bring them to you?"

Chad reassured her, "I've got hands, Mom. I can wash my clothes and feed myself. Don't worry."

After pushing his mother out the door and calling to his father, "Let's go, Dad. Let's get something to eat," Naomi left without giving the money to her son. However, after a meal together, Chad discovered his parents had secretly paid for another month of his hotel stay.

"These two are so stubborn!" Chad, moved yet exasperated, looked at the bill.

The lengths to which parents go for their children, however much they might complain, their love never wavers.

Henry found out that his grandson's savings account hadn't been accepted and let out a sigh of disappointment, his eyes dimming with sadness. "How is the kid doing out there?"

Facing her father, Naomi replied, "He's doing fine, Dad. You don't have to worry."

Seeing the somber silhouette of Henry, Anya knew that despite not voicing it, her grandfather's thoughts were with Chad. Taking matters into her own hands, she suggested, "Grandpa, how about we go give Chad a surprise this weekend along with Aunt and Uncle? Chad has been missing you for a while now. He's just a typical guy, too proud to say it out loud."

"Absolutely!" Henry agreed wholeheartedly, his dim eyes gradually lighting up.