Sweet Mischief's Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 736

Hansen was pushing the issue, “Why don't you just stay in a hotel all the time? They have housekeeping to clean your room every day, so you don't have to lift a finger. Plus, the environment is great, it's safe, and you can focus on your studies. Where else would you find such conditions if you moved out?”

Henry looked up, avoiding eye contact with his grandfather and brother. His little legs were tired from standing, and even when he lifted his arms, asking to be held, no one paid him any attention.

Leaning against a counter, Henry slid back and plopped down on the tiled floor, cushioned luckily by his diaper. He began to pout, but realizing it didn’t hurt, the cry he had been brewing never came.

Leo said, “As nice as this place is, I can't keep letting you guys pay for my room indefinitely. A hotel is meant for temporary emergencies. I can't just live here forever. If you do this, I'll— Oh crap, what the heck is— Henry!”

Mid-sentence, Leo felt a weight on his foot, followed by something soft climbing up his leg and tugging at his pants. He jumped, thinking it was someone's dog, but when he looked down, he saw a chubby little figure with his tiny bottom up in the air, pulling on his pant leg.

Hansen looked down at the little bundle and slapped his forehead, “Oh no, I got so caught up arguing with you that I forgot I brought my grandson.” He nearly lost his brother's child.

Leo quickly bent down to scoop up the little bundle, holding him close with affection, “Where were you hiding just now? I didn’t see you at all.”

Henry babbled in his baby language, seemingly lodging a serious complaint to Leo.

Leo, with a buzzing in his ears, said, “Alright, I get it, you can stop now.”

With Henry in one arm, Leo looped his other arm through Hansen's, urging, “Let's go back to the room and rest a bit.”

Eventually, Hansen's attempt to pay for the room wasn't successful once it was discovered.

In the elevator, Leo, holding Henry, gave him a kiss to see his reaction. Henry looked at Leo, as if searching his memory for a long time, then slowly blinked and turned towards the elevator doors, ignoring his brother's affection.

Back at the hotel, Leo tossed Henry a large apple to keep him entertained. Turning on the air conditioning, Leo sat down next to his grandfather, “Grandpa, you don't need to visit me all the time. Just the other day, my parents came and brought enough fruit to last me half a month. Then Anya's been coming by every day to help me eat it.”

Hansen said, “We’re doing this for you. You refuse to come home, not realizing the blessings you have there. Take a lesson from your brother.”

Seeing Henry on the bed, struggling to bite into the apple and getting nowhere, Leo snapped his fingers with a smile, “Silly boy, let me see.”

Henry looked up at Leo adorably and then offered the apple to him with both hands.

Leo said, “I’m not hungry, you eat.”

Hansen, now used to interpreting his grandson's actions, explained, “Henry doesn’t want you to eat it. He wants you to take a bite so he can lick the inside.”

Leo was speechless.

Then, Leo took the apple and broke it into two halves with his bare hands. Both the grandfather and the grandson were stunned. Henry lay on Leo's bed, watching his brother's hand in awe. Hansen felt, once again, that youth was wonderful.