Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 1811

"Henry, get over here. Dad's going to put your socks on. We're going out to eat soon, do you want to go or not?" Andre stood in the entryway, forcing himself to patiently call out to his son.

At Maplewood Estates, little Henry completely ignored his dad, running around barefoot and having the time of his life.

Mia, who had just finished washing up, came downstairs and saw her deliberately rebellious son. She quietly walked up behind him, bent down, and scooped the little boy into her arms. "Hmph, caught you! The little tiger finally fell into the hands of the Spitfire."

Henry giggled in his mother's arms, giving her a new nickname. "Kitty, baby doesn't want to wear socks."

Mia held his chubby little legs, lifting them to check his soles. "If you don't wear socks, look how dirty your feet are."

"Not dirty! The nanny mops the floor every day. I saw it," the clever boy argued.

Mia knew exactly how to handle him. She grabbed the little guy's leg and pushed his foot toward his mouth. "Not dirty? Then take a bite of your little foot."

Because toddlers are so flexible, Henry didn't feel any pain. He immediately covered his mouth, turned his face, and giggled as he hid in his mother's arms, clearly showing his resistance. "Baby won't eat it! Feet aren't clean."

"So you do know feet aren't clean." Eventually, Mia carried her son to the first-floor bathroom, sat him on the edge of the sink, washed his two little feet, and then carried her little tiger out to hand him over to her husband.

Safely tucked in his dad's arms, Henry obediently let Andre put on his shoes and socks.

As soon as they went out and opened the car door, Henry kneeled on the seat, rubbing against it and getting a bunch of dust on his pants again...

When they arrived at Crescent Park, a group of people were already there, teasing Lizzy.

When Lizzy was younger, if she saw a lot of people teasing her, she would squint her eyes and give a gummy smile. Now, looking at all these unfamiliar godparents, she scrambled with all four limbs, her little milky body urgently seeking her mom.

Annie smiled and hugged her soft little daughter tight. Looking down, she chuckled and asked, "Are you feeling shy seeing all your godparents?"

The door pushed open, and little Henry walked in first.

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