Sweet Mischief's Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 894

Taylor had already gotten a taste of Officer Chapman's fists, so when she charged at Mia, Mia swung her arm wide, landing a powerful punch right on Taylor's head. The blow sent Taylor reeling backwards, losing her balance and hitting the ground, blood trickling from her nose.

Mia shook her hand off, stepping toward the fallen Taylor. Annie watched the scene unfold, letting out a sigh. That little tiger's mom was just too darn adorable!

Connor’s one redeeming trait: he let himself fall for his friend’s wife.

“You’re hurt; let me take it from here,” Annie said, halting Mia in her tracks.

Annie moved forward, limbering up her wrists. Soon, the alley was filled with cries of pain.

“Take a breather; I’ve got this,” Mia said, stepping back.

Mia disappeared for about ten minutes, the woman's cries of pain continuing in her absence. When she returned, Annie was finishing up.

Seeing Mia, Molly burst into tears, rushing over to hug her. “Mia, your arm, oh no!”

Henry, seeing his aunt getting all of the attention, felt a pang of jealousy. He was supposed to be the one clinging to his mom, wondering why his aunt got there first.

Realizing her injury, Mia sighed, “Oh great, how am I gonna explain this to my husband?”

Andre had one rule: It’s fine to brawl, but don’t get hurt.

This time, she was out of luck and even bled.

Henry and Anya, equally shaken, clung to Mia. Henry finally found his tears in his mother’s arms, his cries echoing through the mall, refusing to be consoled.

Annie appeared, “Mrs. Cedillo, I have a car. Let’s get you to the hospital to patch that up.”

Molly nodded, “Yes, Mia, let’s go.”

Mia shrugged it off, “It’s not that bad. If it looks worse bandaged, my husband will worry.”

Annie insisted, “What if there’s something on the knife? What if it scars?”

They piled into Annie’s car, an odd but determined group.

Molly thanked Annie.

Annie grinned, “No need to thank me. It’s what friends do.”

Mia, feeling a bit awkward, asked, “Officer Chapman, what brings you here today?”

“I’m here to pick a gift for a friend’s baby’s one-month celebration.”

Molly asked, “George’s kid?”

Annie chuckled, “You’re here for that too?”

Molly nodded, her usual cheer dimmed by guilt and worry.

At the hospital, the doctor treated and bandaged Mia's wound. Seeing his mom in pain, Henry cried for her. Mia, enduring the sting of the antiseptic, comforted her son with kisses, “Don’t cry, mommy’s okay.”

Henry’s little mouth puckered, both upset and adorable.

Once her arm was bandaged, Molly teared up again, “I’m sorry, Mia.”

Mia gently scolded her, “Oh hush, you’ve got nothing to apologize for. If the roles were reversed, you’d have done the same for me.”