Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

In a neighborhood where aesthetics were top priority, air conditioning units were cleverly tucked away in hard-to-spot corners. Most folks wouldn't notice, but right beside one of those units, a little child was hiding.

Henry, snug in his dad's arms, was having his face gently iced by his father. With a shaky little voice, he was telling his dad about how he got picked on.

Even if his words weren't clear, the distress in Henry's tone was unmistakable.

Andre, gazing into his son's eyes, might not have fully understood, but he played along, "Really? That's how it went down?"

Henry, with a sad little whimper, pouted his lips, looking even more pitiful.

"Did you stand up for yourself?" Andre asked.

"Yeah, I fought back," Henry replied in his tiny voice.

Andre wiped the grime off his son's face, praising him, "That's my smart boy. You're daddy's little treasure, right?"

Henry knew "treasure" meant he was loved. He puckered up and gave his dad a kiss on the cheek. "Mommy told me to go do my business by myself."noveldrama

Mia tilted her head, still trying to place the familiar faces in the distance. Before she could get a closer look, Andre pulled her close with his long arm, blocking her view with his chest. "Mia, are you thinking of hitting me?"

Mia looked confused, "Why would I hit you?"

"Our son said you were going to," Andre explained.

It wasn't until they were in the car that Mia got what Henry meant. "No, Henry was trying to say I told him to go poop by himself and hide. It's not about hitting you. He just mixed up the words."

"Take!"

Mia corrected him, "Poop!"

"Take daddy."

Mia sighed, "...Alright, you 'take' your dad."

She was about to step out when Andre stopped her, "Stay with Henry, and keep icing his face."

Andre then got out of the car,

motioning his approaching team to hold off "Mars, wrap this up. Annie, you're riding with me to the hospital. Get someone to wait for the Nettleton family at the airport."

After his orders, Andre gave a light cough and told his men, "From now on, in front of my wife, treat me like one of you."

The men seemed puzzled, but once Andre finished, he nodded at Mars from afar and called Annie to join them in the car.

Noah was already inside, "Ma'am, did you enjoy your little showdown today?" He always knew she could handle herself but had never seen her in action.

They were all floored when they burst through the door.

Mia, knowing her physical limits against male attackers, didn't rely on brute strength but on crafty moves.

Everyone, including the assailant, thought she was going to flip the guy over. But instead, she er.

acrobatically leaped over and

dislocated one of the attackerel net

arms, shouting, "Touch my son, and you'll regret it!"

In a blink, Mia kicked the guy's knee, making him kneel. Then she

somehow got in front of him, delivering a sharp knee to his chin, the sound of teeth clashing echoed. The guy was left defenseless, and even the rescue team outside was dumbstruck. Was this all done in seconds?

But Mia wasn't finished; she gave him another kick before moving on to the next target.

Noah, a bit sheepishly, rubbed his nose, "Alright, let's wrap this up."