Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 1588

Naomi jumped in just in time. “Alright, that’s enough! Keep drinking and we’ll all be too plastered to make it home.”

Mrs. Cedillo backed her up, and with that, the drinking contest finally fizzled out.

Once Hansen had a few too many, he always got sleepy—then came his long-winded speeches. “We Cedillos do things the right way. We’re honest, decent people. I don’t want any of you letting me down, you hear?”

On the way out, Andre had to practically carry his tipsy father, who was still rambling on about family pride. Bruce nursed a splitting headache, while Leo supported their dad, a worried look etched on his face.

Naomi was torn. She wanted to look after her husband, but her son had no one to take care of him either. She hesitated, thinking about heading over to Oakridge Residences. “Leo, why don’t we all just stay at a hotel tonight? I can watch over both of you.”

Leo brushed her off with a wave, gently steering his parents toward the Cedillo SUV. “Mom, it’s New Year’s. Who goes to a hotel tonight? I’m not even tipsy. Let’s just head home—it’s freezing out here.”

Henry looked like a marshmallow, bundled up by his mom in scarf and hat, only his bright, curious eyes peeking out.

A few minutes later, Mia settled into the Cedillo car with Henry in her lap, Andre up front. Just as the car was about to pull away from Majestic Dining Enclave, the back window rolled down and Henry’s little face popped out.

Leaning out, his cheeks pink from the cold and scarf tugged down by Mia, he yelled to Leo, still standing outside, “Brother, Happy Joy-Year!”

Mia burst out laughing. “It’s ‘New Year,’ not ‘Joy-Year,’ honey.”

Henry was undeterred. “But, Mommy, I want it to be ‘Joy-Year’!”

Leo reached out and ruffled his little brother’s soft cheek. “Alright, sweetheart. Happy New Year. Try to stay out of trouble this year, get in fewer scrapes, and keep being adorable.”

The Cedillo cars pulled away, leaving Leo standing alone on the curb, watching the taillights fade into the night.

Henry looked at his aunt, then at his mom, his little face scrunched up in indecision.

He was so caught up in choosing that he forgot all about being sleepy.

By the time they got home, Henry still hadn’t made up his mind, but Naomi adored her squishy little guy so much she just scooped him right up and claimed him for the night.

Henry, feeling important, snuggled in without protest.

Meanwhile, Leo sat by the roadside for a while, letting the cold wind clear his head. Then he ordered a ride and went home.

Back at the quiet Oakridge Residences, Leo lay on his bed and dialed the number of the one person he missed most.