Sweet Mischief's Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 84

"Mr. Hansen went and sneakily ate another matcha ice cream, two cones, and a shaved ice."

Mia was stunned. As a young woman, eating that much would already be bad for her health, let alone for Hansen, who was in his seventies. There was no way his body could handle that much sugar.

Upon hearing the news, Andre clenched his fist, then relaxed again. "I see. You can go rest now."

The butler left the study.

When it was just the two of them, Andre stood up, turned, and looked at his wife.

Tears welled up in Mia's eyes as she met her husband's gaze. "Honey."

"Mm?" Andre's voice was clear and magnetic, a hint of anticipation in his tone as he waited for her to continue.

Hesitantly, Mia wrapped her arms around Andre's waist and buried herself in his chest. "Thank you."

Her gratitude was enough to show that she understood his intentions.

A small smile appeared on Andre's handsome face.

He wrapped one arm around her slim waist while the other stroked her hair. "Feeling better now?"

Mia nodded in his arms.

"Let's sleep early tonight, and visit Dad in the hospital tomorrow."

Mia nodded again, but she didn't let go of her husband.

After five minutes of hugging, Andre couldn't help but tease her, "If we keep this up, we're gonna end up sleeping in the study."

Only then did Mia blush and let go of her husband.

At the hospital, Hansen had also woken up.

It took him a moment to realize he was in a hospital when he saw the needle in the back of his hand.

Seeing he was awake, Naomi and Bruce quickly asked about his condition.

"My stomach still hurts a bit," Hansen said.

Bruce immediately sent his son to fetch the doctor. "Leo, go get the doctor from his office for a check-up."

Leo ran off as fast as he could. When he came back, he was followed by a doctor in a white coat.

Seeing that Hansen was conscious, the doctor asked him, "Mr. Cedillo, how many ice creams did you really eat this afternoon?"

Hansen hesitated, thinking about the trash in his bedroom. "I can't remember."

Naomi told the doctor, "I remember clearly. It was three. We were always watching him, making sure he didn't eat too much. He only had three at most."

The doctor interrupted Naomi, looking at Hansen. "Mr. Cedillo, as the patient, only you can tell us how bad your condition is tonight. If you really can't remember, then don't answer me. But remember, you can't overindulge in cold food anymore."

Hansen nodded.

Bruce, who had noticed something was off, asked his father once the doctor left, "Dad, did you secretly eat too much?"

Hansen immediately closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Naomi, having known Hansen for many years, recognized his evasive behavior. She was convinced he had snuck more ice cream.

"Dad, why would you do this? If you wanted to eat more, why not just wait until tomorrow? By sneaking eats and ending up in the hospital, you've frightened Mia, making her feel guilty and regretful. Her eyes were swollen from crying, do you know that... And to think the real reason was you sneaking extra helpings."

Hansen never thought that sneaking a few ice creams could lead to a hospital stay. It was a bit embarrassing.

Being in his seventies and a proud man, it was an awkward situation for him, so he didn't want to discuss it.