Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 23

The butler said, “I’ll look into it right away.”

It was late at night, and the Cedillos hadn’t had dinner the whole evening.

Mia’s stomach was grumbling with hunger, but she knew that if she went to look for food now, she

would definitely be scolded. So, she decided to suck it up and wait until tomorrow. She tidied up the

couch, using a blanket as a duvet and a cus hion as a pillow.

All her clothes were in her suitcase. When she needed to change, she would lay the suitcase flat, take

out her clothes, and then close it back up and put it in the corner.

She had never used the walk-in closet.

After changing into her pajamas, Mia put the clothes she planned to wear tomorrow next to the couch

and prepared to lie down and sleep.

Suddenly, the door opened. She immediately sat up on the couch, watching the door cautiously.

“Andre! What brings you back tonight?”

The person who came in was the room’s other owner, Andre. They had been married for a while, but

he had never spent the night in the new house. He must have been back to get some clean clothes.

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Thinking this, Mia wasn’t on guard anymore. She let out a sigh of relief and lay back down on the couch

to sleep.

Andre glanced at her surprisingly, then looked over at the vacant, soft bed.

“Do you always sleep on the couch?”

Mia answered, “Yeah, is there a problem with that?”

Andre was really surprised. She had a big bed but chose to sleep on the couch. Was she a masochist

or something? From his interactions with her, he never thought she was that type of

person.

He sat down on the couch next to her, looking at the girl lying on the long couch. “Why don’t you sleep

in the bed?”

Mia was lying on the couch, looking up at the man sitting on the couch, who looked quite noble. “We

had a falling out on our wedding night. If I sleep in the bed and force you to sleep on the couch,

wouldn’t you be so mad you’d want to throw me off the third floor?”

“I don’t think you’re afraid of me.”

Mia said, “I’m not afraid of you.”

“Then why are you afraid that I’d throw you off the third floor?” Even the arrogant business. tycoon was

confused.

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“Obviously, I’m not afraid of you, but I’m afraid of getting hurt.” If she was thrown off the third floor, even

if she didn’t die, she would be disabled. Even a broken bone would be very painful.

Suddenly, Mia laughed and sat up from the couch, hugging her pillow and smiling at Andre. “Andre, by

the sound of it, are you saying you’re not staying here at night anymore?”

“Don’t overthink it.”

Mia pouted, “I don’t believe you’ll come back and share a room with me. If you sleep in the room with

me, how are you going to explain to your Jillian?”

Andre wanted to tell Mia that there was nothing between him and Jillian, but then he thought, why

should he explain? If there was no good reason, he wouldn’t do anything.

Andre got up and went to the bed, picked up his watch, and went into the walk-in closet with his

pajamas to the bathroom.

Mia heard the noise and watched Andre’s figure move. “You’re not really going to sleep here, are you?”

Andre glanced at her, didn’t answer, and went straight into the bathroom.

Mia watched him leave, slapped herself on the mouth, and cursed, “Why can’t I control my mouth?

Why did I provoke him? Maybe he won’t leave tonight.”

Indeed, Andre didn’t leave that night. After he took a shower, he went out to dry his hair. Mia watched

him dry his hair, and after he finished, he went out for a while.

Mia patted her chest and said, “Thank G od he is not sleeping here.”

But, less than two minutes later, he came back.

Mia saw that he had a book in his hand. He went straight to the bed, pulled back the covers, sat down,

and then lay in the bed.