Sweet Mischief's Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 763

Whenever Henry was moving sluggishly, he had no clue that his parents were sneaking him back and forth. It's a classic trick parents pull on their kids.

The soft, adorable little guy had been handed off several times between his mom and dad. Finally, Andre gently took the chubby bundle from his wife's arms. When Henry was on the verge of crying, Andre quickly wrapped him in a blanket and patted his little bottom soothingly.

The rosy-cheeked baby nestled into his dad's arms, rubbing his tiny face against him, and fell back asleep.

Being parents means constant worrying, always checking to see if your kid is too hot or too cold.

But Andre was more worried about his wife. He draped his suit jacket over her as she slept.

Mia blinked groggily. “Honey, I thought you were going to cover our son with that.”

“No need. Feel him—he's like a little furnace. He’s so warm, he’s warming me up. I might start sweating if I hold him any longer.”

Without her son in her arms, Mia slept much better. Holding a twenty-pound baby could really make your arms ache.

Mia still felt the soreness in her arms.

In the middle of the night, Henry woke up fussy and started crying again. This time, Andre popped a pacifier into his mouth. “Henry, look, Mia is sleeping. Listen to Daddy, don’t cry. I’ll go make you some formula, and then we can walk around a bit, okay?”

Henry continued to whimper softly.

Andre, holding the baby, headed to the galley. A flight attendant quickly came over to help.

Seeing the bright lights, Henry got restless. Andre held him upright, and soon after, Mia woke up and joined them.

A baby about to cry calms down quickly in his mother's arms.

“Why did you wake up? I didn’t want to disturb you,” Andre asked.

Mia yawned and, still half-asleep, said in a sleepy voice, “I’m used to sleeping with you two beside me. When you’re both not there, I can’t sleep well.”

The flight attendant smiled. “Andre and Mrs. Cedillo, you two have a wonderful relationship.”

Mia looked at her son drinking his formula and smiled. “If we didn’t get along, would I have had a child so young?”

Henry acted like his mom wasn’t talking about him.

After feeding, they changed Henry’s diaper in the restroom. This time, he stayed asleep until morning.

Molly woke up and checked the time on her phone while still in bed. “The plane hasn’t landed yet; I’ll sleep a bit more.”

Chad, getting dressed, said, “I’m heading to the station. You get some more sleep, and don’t forget to pick up some tea for me when you go shopping.”

Molly waved tiredly. “Bye.”

Last night, after returning, Chad had grilled her again, bringing up what she’d said to Anya. “...Mia and I are too scared to even think about divorce...”