Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

In the afternoon, they went apartment hunting around the prestigious A University neighborhood. Leo was picky about the ambiance, security, and amenities, which naturally meant higher rent. After a long search, they found a place that caught their eye, but Anya wanted to mull it over.

As they stepped outside, Leo asked, "What's there to think about?"

"Chad, let's give it a few days. The admissions results for National University are coming out soon. If you're aiming to go there, we could look for a place near National or Havenbrook University."

"Sweetheart, would you be upset if I didn't choose Havenbrook University to be with you?"

Without missing a beat, Anya shook her head. "National's computer science program is top-notch. I want your dreams to come first. Besides, if we lived together, we'd see each other all the time, and a little space isn't such a bad thing."

Leo was genuinely torn between Havenbrook University and National University, especially because his significant other was at Havenbrook.

But then she teased, "Chad, are you getting all lovesick?"

Leo shot back, "Who are you calling lovesick?"

He was taken aback that Anya used the same playful jab he'd once used on her. It made him question himself. Am I really lovesick?

It wasn't until Anya was nearly in tears from his insistence that he asked, "Am I?"

Anya fibbed with a smile, "Not at all!"

Over the weekend, in a bright and spacious conference room, two sisters were seated with a chubby toddler sprawled across the table. This little ball of energy clambered around, sometimes perching on the table, dangling his feet, then scooting through gaps, and darting from chair to chair. Occasionally, he stood behind his mom, clinging to her neck as if hitching a ride.

Mia was used to her son's antics; as long as he was quiet and not banging his sippy cup on the table she let him be. "Last night, Andre looked over my outline, gave me some tips, and I got started on the main text. How about you?"

Molly responded, "Chad helped me gather data for my outline, but I'm not sure if it's quite there yet." Soon, their supportive brother Andre came into the conference room with a book in hand. With two graduates in the family, he'd cleared his weekend to spend time at home.

As soon as he walked in, Andre scooped up his "little troublemaker" son from behind his wife's seat Feeling the chill of his son's feet, he grabbed the socks from the table and put them back on.

Henry resisted but couldn't outdo his dad. Just as one sock went on, it was back off again. Andre looked

at his son, opting not to scold him-tears would only disrupt his wife's study session.

"Andre, can you check if my outline has any issues?"

Andre began reviewing on the

laptop. "Skip the ancient vs. modern comparisons in your current analysis, they're not useful. Consider a historical development angle f you want comparisons, focus on domèstic vs. international aspects in finance. There's plenty to explore there."

He also looked over other sections for his sister, keeping one hand on his restless son and the other navigating the laptop, "This is looking good."

Henry eyed the laptop, eager to show off his "skills," and started reaching for the charging cables. Andre opened a book, giving his son something to focus on.

Molly was worried, "Andre, I haven't included any foreign literature yet."

Andre reassured her, "You can add that later. It's just a first draft, no need to stress."

Mia watched her handsome husband and adorable son, her eyes full of love and admiration.noveldrama