Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 1481

The neighbor, Mrs. Carter, dropped by again, this time carrying two steaming bowls of noodle soup. She set them on the table with a warm smile.

Maja looked at the food, her heart giving a little squeeze. Dean still remembered her, always thinking ahead.

She smiled softly, picked up her chopsticks, and started eating. “Thank you, Mrs. Carter.”

“Oh, don’t mention it. We’re neighbors, after all. Dean’s always helping us out,” Mrs. Carter replied, sitting down to chat while Maja ate.

That evening, Dean came home with several shopping bags in his arms.

“Maja, look what I brought for you!” he called out as he came inside.

He saw her waiting, and noticed their patient had had another bad spell that afternoon, so Maja had to give him more medicine. As the man slept, Maja quietly explained his condition and the medicines to Dean. Dean checked on the patient, then grinned at her. “You know, you could probably run your own clinic by now.”

He handed her another three days’ worth of medicine, passed instructions to Mrs. Carter, and saw the neighbors out.

Once the house was quiet, Dean turned to Maja with an eager smile. “Come here, I want to show you something.”

He pulled out new clothes and a pair of shoes. Maja unfolded the dress—bright, colorful, and surprisingly pretty.

Dean looked pleased. “I wanted to get this for you last time, but my ankle was still messed up.”

It had been ages since Maja wore anything new, let alone a dress. She stared at the dress, her eyes bright. “I’m not really a dress person.”

Dean just chuckled. “Oh, come on. Try it on. Dresses look great on you.”

Maja shrugged. “I used to have a bunch of dresses, got tired of them.”

Sensing her reluctance, Dean quickly offered the shoes instead. “Well, at least try these. You’ve been wearing the same shoes forever. Didn’t you say you had to wear them damp this morning because they wouldn’t dry overnight?”

“I have a husband,” she cut in quickly, stopping him cold.

Dean froze, hands still on the shoe, looking up at her.

Maja gently pulled her foot away and slipped the other shoe on herself. They fit perfectly. She had no idea how Dean knew her size, but the shoes were soft and comfortable.

“You’re married?” Dean asked, quietly.

“Almost. The wedding was supposed to be soon.”

He sat beside her, the excitement gone from his face. “He must be worried, not knowing where you are.”

Maja looked out the window, where the little town was peaceful and the crickets were singing. “He would’ve been, once. Now, I think he’s just trying to keep me safe.”