Sweet Mischief's Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 483

Mia found out about her billion-dollar donation two days later when Cooper came over to bring her food.

“Wow, sis, you really know how to splash out. Being a rich man’s wife really changed you. You just casually donate a billion dollars like it’s nothing,” Cooper teased.

Mia squinted her eyes. “How much did I donate?”

Cooper replied, “A billion.”

“A billion?” Mia’s face turned serious.

“Yes, a billion,” Cooper confirmed, looking at his sister as if she had lost her mind. “Didn’t you know?”

Mia lost her appetite, pointing at herself. “Look at me, do I look like a billionaire to you? If I had a billion, wouldn’t it be better to put it in a bank and earn interest? Are you saying I’m that generous? I’ve never even seen a billion in my life. Even if you sold me, do you think I’d be worth a billion?”

Cooper looked at his increasingly agitated sister and said, “Well, if it was just you, probably not. But now you’re carrying a valuable little baby inside you. That makes you worth a billion.”

Cooper had already guessed that the Cedillo family might have donated under his sister’s name. “Could it be my brother-in-law?” he wondered out loud.

Soon enough, Mia’s husband, Andre, arrived.

Running up to him, Mia looked up at him with her chubby face and asked, “Honey, was it you? Did you donate a billion dollars?”

Andre looked at them. “Is that not enough?”

“Not enough?” Mia clung to her husband’s suit jacket. Her voice was rising in anger, “Why didn’t you discuss it with me first? Don’t you know we have a baby to raise? He’ll need formula, diapers, and then there’s school tuition, tutoring, art classes... All of these are expensive, you know? And he’ll have to get married someday! You’re ruining us, Andre! If you’d given me the money, I would be happy and we could have a second child. But you donated it all. We have nothing left. You’ve made me so mad. My belly hurts!”

Andre quickly held his wife’s small hands that were grabbing his suit jacket. “We still have money, enough to take care of you and our child.”

Mia’s belly was really hurting. She cradled it and inhaled sharply, “Honey, my belly really hurts.”

Andre frowned. Could a donation really upset his beloved wife that much? “Baby, would you feel better if I gave you another billion dollars?” he offered.

Cooper, who was standing nearby, was stunned at the thought of buying his sister’s happiness with a billion dollars. The world of the wealthy was beyond his comprehension.

Mia, who was still in pain, managed to say, “A billion won’t make me happy. I want a billion with an extra zero at the end. No, no, one extra zero isn’t enough. I want two.”

“Okay okay, honey, I’ll give it to you. Just stay calm,” Andre soothed his wife and turned to Cooper. “Cooper, go get a doctor.”

Cooper rushed out and soon returned with a doctor.

“What seems to be the problem?” the doctor asked, looking at Mia who was lying on the hospital bed. Her face was pale.

Andre explained, “She got upset when she found out I donated a billion dollars without consulting her and she started having belly pains.”

The doctor looked at Andre. “My advice, Andre, would be to keep using your method of offering Mrs. Cedillo money to alleviate her pain.”

Andre was taken aback. That meant... a hundred billion?