Sweet Mischief's Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 388

Coleen came up, threw back the blanket covering her daughter, and gently patted on Molly’s face.

Groggy from slumber, Molly blinked her eyes and saw her mother. “Mom?”

“You look after your brother or your brother look after you?” Coleen asked, pointing out the audacity of her daughter commandeering the hospital bed.

Memories of her dozing off moments ago came back to Molly, and she rubbed her forehead. “I don’t know why these hospital beds are so magical. I fell asleep as soon as I touched the pillow.”

Half-eaten bagels from breakfast still sat on the table, along with the sandwiches Coleen brought for lunch.

“You’re coming home with me this afternoon. Let your father take care of your brother.”

Molly felt guilty. If she hadn’t been caught sleeping in her brother’s bed, she might’ve been able to stay here, but now, she felt her mother’s disapproval like a tangible force.

Chad, on the other hand, wanted his sister by his side, not their father. Even if she slept, he could take care of her. “Molly doesn’t have much to do at home. Let her stay with me.”

Quickly, Molly chimed in, “Mom, did you hear that? Chad wants me to stay. It was my idea last night, but today it’s his.”

Coleen turned to her son. “You want her here to worsen your condition?”

Chad chuckled. “Not really. She can give me a good neck massage. She helped me last night, and eased my neck pain. She’s useful to stay here.”

“You know how to massage?” Coleen asked Molly.

Molly pinched her thumb. “Just a little bit. Nothing to brag about.”

As they ate, Chad mentioned the visit from the Cedillos.

“Why did’t you two tell your father and me? We could come earlier.” Coleen asked.

Molly, less formal than her mother, replied, “Mom, we’re all family. No need for formalities. They came to visit Chad and also to check on Mia.”

“But Hansen came himself. Your father and I should’ve been there.”

Molly muttered under her breath, “They’re not our in-laws. Who cares about formalities?”

Chad heard her comment and stared at Molly with a small smile.

“What did you say, Molly?” Coleen asked.

“I’m not telling. You’ll hit me if I say.” Molly resumed eating her meal.

Meanwhile, at their home, Mia handed Naomi a bag of donuts she brought, suggesting her to try some.

Naomi was anxious about her son, Leo, who had been missing for days. She barely glanced at the pastries. “Andre, have you been in touch with Leo recently? I think he’s hanging out somewhere. He always hangs up quickly when I call.”