Sweet Mischief's Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 86

Mia glanced to the side and noticed Andre's hand on her shoulder. She didn't brush it away, but instead asked her hubby, "Babe, do you know you have a habit when you hold my hand?"

"Oh?"

Mia held his hand that was resting on her right arm. When she suddenly let go, his grip tightened before releasing.

"Babe," she said, "every time you hold my hand and I let go, you instinctively hold tighter before letting go. Why is that?"

Andre looked at his own hand, reminded of a time long ago when he lost someone because he failed to hold on tight enough. So, that's why every time he holds hands now, he instinctively holds on a bit tighter.

Andre cleared his throat, "Anything else?"

As night fell, Mia mustered the courage to ask, "Honey, why do you have this habit?"

Andre put his arms around her shoulders, gently pulling her into his embrace, letting her snuggle up like a kitten. "I've just realized this habit myself. You were saying there's more?"

"Yes, there’s more…"

Andre’s phone rang just as Mia was about to continue.

They both glanced at the bedside table.

"Babe, your phone is ringing."

Andre's ringtone was the dull default one, which he never bothered to change, while Mia, being a young girl, often changed her ringtone to her favorite songs. The monotonous ringtone was a dead giveaway that it was Andre's phone.

Andre reached out to grab his phone, "It's Naomi," he said before answering, "Hey, Naomi."

Naomi sounded worried, "Andre, how are things with you and Mia?"

Andre looked at his wife, the little eavesdropping kitten in his arms, and held the phone closer to his ear, making Mia lean in closer to hear.

Sure enough, the little girl had no choice but to lean against her husband's chest to eavesdrop, her ear near his mouth.

Completely amused, Andre patted his adorable wife on the back.

"We're about to go to sleep, what's up?"

Naomi tried to explain, "Andre, we've just found out that dad's stomach ache is from eating too much ice cream, he snuck in four more scoops after going back to his room. Don't be mad at Mia when you get home, and don't bully her, okay?"

Andre nonchalantly agreed.

Naomi, worried her words fell on deaf ears, reiterated, "Andre, getting a wife isn't easy. Mia may be younger and a bit naive, but you need to be patient and communicate with her. You can't use force. She's the wife you brought home."

Andre agreed once again.

Naomi continued, "I know you have your ways, we may not live together often, but I genuinely hope you two have a good marriage. I don't mind how you treat Leo, but if you hit Mia, she'll leave. And without her, you'll have no wife. Mia is precious to our family, if you lay a hand on her, the Irvin family won't take it lightly."

Mia lay against her husband's chest, quietly listening to Naomi speak for her.

"I'm saying all this because I hope you and Mia are happy."

Naomi truly believed Mia was a good girl.

Andre chuckled, looking at his wife who was listening intently. He put the phone near Mia's ear, "Tell her, have I hit you?"

Mia took the phone sitting up on the bed, "Hello, it's Mia."

"Ah, Mia, how are you?" Naomi asked, sounding worried.

Mia reassured her, "Don't worry, I'm good. He won't lay a hand on me. When we got home, he just grilled our butler about how much ice cream our dad had today. Once he knew the truth, he just comforted me and told me not to blame myself."

"Oh, that's good." Naomi said, "Andre is a good man, you two should get along. Since you're okay, I'll hang up now and let your brother know, so he won't worry."