Sweet Mischief's Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 777

Leo: "You're so smitten; just calling you 'sister-in-law' has you all starry-eyed."

Anya, with a playful grin, shook Leo's arm. "I'd love to hear it more often."

"Don't worry, Henry will call you that plenty. You'll be sick of it soon." Leo chuckled, guiding Anya towards the car as they headed back into the house.

Anya leaned against the balcony railing, a satisfied smile playing on her lips as she took in the view outside. She pulled out her phone and started recording a video, planning to head home early today.

"Aren't you planning to hang out with me until eight or nine?" Leo asked, a bit surprised.

Anya replied, "The little one's back home. I need to spend some quality time bonding with our baby."

The Cedillo family.

Henry had the "tough" job of dropping the family off at work in the morning and welcoming them back in the evening, like a little sentinel.

Uncle got hugs, Auntie got cuddles, and when Dad came home, Henry would instinctively open his mouth for a bite before Dad could even give him a kiss.

Not long after, Anya arrived home too.

Mia grabbed her hand, pulling her aside. "So, which house did you end up signing for?"

"It's the second listing Aunt sent, a whopping $2500 a month. Chad said it's close to work, and I can walk there in the mornings, saving on gas. So we went with that one," Anya explained.

Andre, holding his son, let the little boy squirm and wiggle in his embrace, planting sloppy kisses on his face. But his mind was still on what his niece had said.

"That's the going rate for downtown," Molly commented, "and renting the whole place would be even pricier. Leo's got a job. We should go check on him sometime. How are his roommates?"

Anya replied, "All guys, so I’m not too worried. But if Aunt and Uncle plan to visit, I need to clean up and set things up first."

Naomi interjected, "Don't trouble yourself, Anya. I'll go clean up for Leo. You've been working hard enough."

Anya quickly shook her head. "Aunt, it's no trouble at all. Please don't worry about it."

Naomi looked at Anya, the cherished only daughter of the Calder family, always bustling around after her son. She felt a pang of sympathy.

Mia turned to Naomi. "Naomi, Anya's one of us. Let her go out with Leo more and get exposed to different things. It might be good for her."

Anya, being the only child of the Calder family, meant her parents were overly protective, treating her like a museum artifact, safeguarded with extreme measures to protect her from all potential harm, keeping her within a comfortable bubble, never allowing her to grow up.

Parents often use such methods to shield their children from society's darkness, preserving their innocence. Yet, some parents adopt a far-sighted approach, exposing their children to society early on, making them aware of its dangers, teaching them to protect themselves. Regardless of the method, it's all a form of parental love, each with its pros and cons.

Naomi inquired about her son's living situation and handed Anya a bank card, asking her to buy some necessities for him, which Anya accepted.

Bruce was asking about his son's job, and Hansen also missed his grandson. "We've got plenty of money. Why does he need to go out and struggle like that? Sigh..."

Mia turned around to see her husband cradling their son, walking back and forth in the living room.

Henry, getting addicted to playing, pressed his forehead against his dad's eye, his mouth open, kissing his dad's face, and softly calling out, "Dad, daddy."

Andre, walking back and forth, patting his son's back, the soft, chubby little bundle in his father's arms, was utterly adorable.

Although Andre seemed focused on caring for his child, he couldn't escape his wife's observant eyes. He hadn't said much, but his ears were tuned to the conversation about his nephew.

At bedtime, Mia showed her husband the listing for Leo's rented house on her phone.

Andre shrugged. "Not interested."