Sweet Mischief's Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 108

"Babe, my stomach hurts!" She was rolling around in bed, flopping next to Andre.

Andre was sitting up, leaning against the headboard and reading a book. Seeing her in discomfort, he glanced but didn't do anything, letting her continue to complain.

"Babe, my tummy hurts so bad I could cry." she tried again.

This time, Andre reached out, put his hand on her belly and gently rubbed.

"Rubbing doesn't help! Only ice cream can make it better~"

Andre closed his book and put it on the nightstand.

Seeing him put down the book, Mia thought he agreed. But her joy didn't even last a minute before Andre pulled her into his arms. "If rubbing doesn't help, then I'll just sleep with you! You'll forget the pain once you fall asleep."

Mia pouted, "I don't want to sleep!"

Andre never thought there would be a day where he'd be bickering with his wife over such trivial things.

"Honey, I want to stargaze," said Mia.

Andre said, "It's a cloudy tonight, no stars to see."

"Darling, I need to see Leo about something."

Andre pinched Mia's face and whispered, "No seeing him after eight."

"I need to see your dad then."

"He's asleep."

"Honey."

Andre warned, "If I catch you sneaking ice cream, there will be no more snacks in this house ever."

Mia sighed in frustration and muttered, "Your parents say you're nice to me. You won't even let me eat ice cream, you're not nice at all!"

Andre went along with her words, "Yeah, I'm always abusive to you at home."

"Good that you know."

Mia complained softly in his arms. She fell asleep unknowingly, and her stomach didn't hurt anymore, nor did she keep asking for ice cream.

Andre got up in the middle of the night and instructed the house staff to hide the ice cream in the fridge, to prevent her from sneaking in some when he wasn't home.

"If Mia asks for ice cream tomorrow, don't tell her where it's hidden. Whoever gives her ice cream will be fired and never rehired."

The staff in charge of hiding the ice cream agreed.

Even the butler joined in on the ice cream hiding mission, "Mr. Andre, what if Mr. Hansen wants some?"

Andre gave the butler a stern look, "Let him come to me personally."

The butler chuckled.

Andre certainly had the upper hand in the house, even being able to control Mr. Hansen's sweet tooth.

The next day, at the Cedillo family's dining table, Mia and Hansen were expressionless, seemingly very unhappy.

Mia got up early, opened the fridge to indulge in some ice cream: "How's it empty?"

She opened all the compartments in the fridge, only to find out that there was no ice cream left.

Hansen, who also got up early, sneaked over to look for ice cream.

"How's it empty? There were at least 20 boxes yesterday."

Mia and Hansen went to ask the butler.

"Where did all the ice cream in the fridge go?"