Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 359

Andre's younger sister was being belittled, and at that moment, Andre was at home packing his bags,

preparing for a short trip abroad.

"Mia, remember what I told you?" Andre asked his wife from the walk-in closet, his voice laced with

concern.

Mia, heavily pregnant and bustling around, was packing toiletries for her husband. "Yes, I remember.

Stay away from Leo and Molly. No gatherings, no going out, no troublemaking, no creating chaos, and

no stirring up troubles."

Andre walked out of the closet and placed two shirts in the suitcase.

Mia had just neatly arranged her husband's toiletries. Then, she picked up Andre's shirts, gave them a

couple of shakes in the air, and skillfully folded the clothes. "Honey, get your purple tie and that navy

blue one too."

Mia had started to take on the wife's role, picking out and coordinating clothes for her husband who

was traveling for work.

Andre stood behind his wife, arms crossed, a smile playing around his eyes. Watching her pack for his

business trip with a pregnant belly was a beautiful scene he'd never imagined. This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

"Go on, what are you waiting for?" Andre's precious sweetheart frowned and began to criticize her

husband harshly

Andre uncrossed his arms and went back to the walk-in closet. Pulling out his tie drawer, he asked, "Do

you want the solid color or the blue one with black stripes or the one with a pattern?"

Mia, who was packing, suddenly paused. Her eyes darted around as she recalled, "Honey, the other

day when you were working in the study and I came to flirt with you, I pulled your tie and kissed you.

Which one was that?"

Andre: "The one with black stripes."

"That's the one. You look so handsome with it, I just love it." Mia's voice echoed in the walk-in closet.

Andre’s mouth curled into a smile as he walked out with the tie his wife had been eyeing and handed it

to her. Mia took it and placed it in the suitcase.

With all the clothes ready, Mia looked at the vacant spot, she turned around and went back into the

closet and took out her husband's underwear and put it in her pre-prepared bag and placed it in the

vacant spot.

Looking at the neatly packed suitcase, Mia patted her hands, feeling satisfied. "I'm so awesome. Other

than having babies, I can also take care of the household."

After praising herself, Mia still had to seek validation, "Honey, am I right?"

Andre nodded, "Then I'm lucky to have you as my wife. Not only can you bear children for me, but you

also know how to 'take care of the household'."

"You are really lucky to have me."

Andre hugged his pregnant wife in their bedroom, "I'm leaving in a bit. Remember, I'd rather have you

trick dad into spending time with you than hang out with Leo and Molly."

Mia nodded, her little hand gently scratching her husband's chest, "Don't worry, when have I ever not

listened to you?"

Once the packing was done, Leo came to send him off.

Before departing, Andre couldn't help but remind Naomi several times. Naomi was always worried

about Mia, "Andre, even if you didn't ask me, I would always look out for Mia for you. Don't worry, when

Molly comes back, I'll make sure Leo moves out."

Andre added, "It's getting hot. She can't control her cravings, so don't stock ice cream at home."

Mia frowned, feeling unhappy. She glanced at her equally displeased and stern-faced father. It seemed

she wasn't the only one who was unhappy.

"You better go, or you'll miss your flight." Hansen hurried his son with his cane.

Knowing it was getting late, Andre didn't bother having his wife send him off to the airport. He and Leo

left directly from the house. Mia watched as her husband's car disappeared into the distance, then she

linked arms with Naomi, "Naomi, let's not listen to my husband."

Naomi: "Andre's car hasn't been gone for a minute and you want him to come back?"

Mia pouted, shaking her head.

On the way to the airport, Andre reminded his nephew, "Leo, some of the things that happened when

our elders were young shouldn't affect our generation. But you're the young man in the family, not only

should you know about some things, but you should also be prepared to take on the responsibility of

being the eldest grandson in the Cedillo family."

Leo glanced at his uncle, "What are you talking about?"

"The Walton family."

...

The Walton family.

In the cold living room, the phone on the coffee table kept playing the video recorded by Tom

yesterday.

Initially, there were three people, then there were four. The sharp scolding from that girl and the

pregnant woman's quick reaction all seemed interesting to Finley. He leaned back, stretching his neck.

Yesterday wasn't Holly's prenatal check-up day, but Finley was eager to know whether Holly was

carrying a boy or a girl, so he had her go to the hospital too. Unexpectedly, the Cedillo family also went

for a prenatal check-up yesterday, and they almost ran into each other.

Tom stood to one side, showing great respect. The respect he had for Finley was etched into his very

bones. "Sir, I checked yesterday afternoon. Andre had to go abroad today, so he purposely advanced

his wife's prenatal check-up by two days. Mia's normal prenatal check-up time and Holly's should be on

the same day."

Finley, with his head tilted back, suddenly stopped what he was doing. His eyes opened wide in an

instant, and there was anger mixed with caution in them. "Last time...was it also the same day?"

Tom hurriedly apologized, "Last time it was also the same day, but Holly's prenatal check-up and Mia's

did not overlap. So you and Holly were not seen by the people of the Cedillo family."

Hearing his faithful subordinate's affirmation, Finley's vigilance slightly lowered. He suddenly asked,

"Andre is not in the country?"

"Yes, he left tonight. He should be on the plane right now."

Finley nodded slightly. He got up, picked up the phone from the coffee table, and started watching the

video on it. He pointed to the woman in the video, "This Mia can fight?"

Tom frowned, "It seems like she knows a bit. But probably not much."

Finley's guard lowered a bit more. His gaze lingered on the feisty young girl, laughing as she swore,

until he heard Molly tattling to Andre, saying, “Andre, that old witch is cursing my nephew.”

Nephew? Mia was carrying a boy!

He asked, “Is Holly carrying a girl or a boy? I need a straightforward answer. You know what I mean.”

Tom thought back to the doctor's words. He should have confirmed it last time, but he held out hope.

Without hesitation, he answered when the boss asked again, "A girl."

Upon hearing this, Finley seemed nonchalant on the surface, but his grip on his phone tightened.

After replaying the video all day, Finley only gathered two points. "One, Mia is carrying a boy. Two,

Molly has shown up."