Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 1817

The mother and son called a truce. Mia went to the bathroom to rinse her mouth and wash her face, while Henry padded over, taking the egg his dad had peeled for him. He pulled off the egg white and popped it into his mouth, completely ignoring the yolk.

"Dad can eat the yellow part."

"No being picky. Eat the yolk too."

Henry had even invented his own technique: he used a slice of bacon to wrap the yolk completely. The little tiger opened his mouth as wide as he could, struggling to shove the meat-wrapped yolk inside.

"What kind of martial arts style is this?" Andre asked, watching his precious son's bizarre eating method.

Henry mumbled with his mouth completely full, "The Irvin-Mama Sect."

Mia walked out of the bathroom, her face still dripping with water. "What did I do?"

Thinking his mom was coming after him again, Henry, with his cheeks still puffed out, stomped his little feet and quickly squeezed past his dad's knees, making a break for it.

Mia picked up the egg her husband had peeled for her and playfully spooked her son one more time. The little guy got so worked up he suddenly started choking. His small face turned bright red as he coughed violently. Terrified, Mia dropped her egg, grabbed a glass of water, and rushed over to help him. "What were you mumbling with your mouth full? How did you choke?"

Andre hurried over too, crouching beside his precious boy. "He didn't want to eat the yolk, so he wrapped it in bacon and tried to swallow it whole. He probably choked on the yolk."

Surrounded by his anxious parents, Henry happily accepted their hugs, drank some water, and finally caught his breath.

While Mia ate her egg, Henry sidled over and sweetly called out, "Mom."

She knew exactly what the little boy who popped out of her belly was thinking.

Mia fed her son the egg white, letting him enjoy the good part while she ate the yolk herself. "Henry, the oatmeal is warm. Come have some."

Henry stood there, letting his parents take turns feeding him. "Dad, I want veggies. Ah."

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