Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 1612

“Where’s my daughter?” Mr. Nettleton looked around the empty yard, bewildered.

Molly answered without missing a beat, “Your son and mine rolled her away.” The boys had pulled off their little stunt right under their noses.

When Conner finally found his daughter, the two troublemakers were still happily pushing her around, laughing like it was the best game in the world.

Meanwhile, Anya had already headed back to Havenbrook to see her advisor about her thesis.

Leo, on the other hand, was basically living in that warehouse. Whenever Anya was gone, he camped out there, wrestling with whatever headaches work threw at him. Mornings found him jogging with Chunky along the wheat fields, Chunky panting behind but keeping pace.

Whenever Anya came home, Leo packed up and came home too.

Chunky eventually settled into the routine—and started to find his own groove. He still begged for snacks, but Leo was a fortress. “No chips. Not happening.”

“Come on, Leo, forget the fifty-pound goal. I’ll sign a five-year contract with you if you just let me have a bag of chips. That’s all I ask—just one. It’s for my soul, man!”

“Nope.”

Leo was unbreakable. Thanks to his watchful eye, Chunky had already dropped twenty-four pounds.

It even got to the point where Chunky’s family started calling, trying to set him up on dates. Now that he had a steady job and looked healthier, people figured it was time.

Chunky wanted none of it. “I’m in the prime of my career—don’t set me up with anyone right now.”

Leo gave him a pat on the shoulder. “If it’s the right person, what’s the harm in meeting her?”

Chunky rolled his eyes. “If the matchmaker’s sketchy, how good could the match be? Anyway, I haven’t even lost fifty pounds yet. When I do, I’ll go marry a movie star.”

Leo kept out of his private life.

“She’s a student, right?” the secretary answered, still confused.

“And what do students have?”

“Weekends!” the secretary blurted.

So that was it—Andre was scheduling trips on weekends so he could bring his wife and son along.

Everything clicked into place: he just wanted an excuse for a family road trip.

When they got to Willowtown, they stopped by the Calder house. Henry and Blake immediately dashed off, vanishing before anyone could blink. Anya had to go outside to track them down.

“Aunt, Uncle, let me go back with you when you leave, okay?” Anya called from the garden. “My thesis defense is in two weeks, and I still have to meet with my professor!”