Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 1589

“Hey, Chad—Happy New Year!” Anya’s bright voice chimed through the phone.

Leo replied, “I got your transfer.”

Since they were spending the holiday apart this year, Leo couldn’t hand Anya a red envelope in person, so he just sent her money online instead.

But Anya wouldn’t accept it. “Chad, you work so hard for your money. I don’t want it.”

On Leo’s phone, her refusal sat right next to his $5200 transfer.

Leo lay back on their bed, eyes shut. “A New Year’s gift is once a year. Next year, Chad will send you something even bigger.”

Anya caught the odd note in his voice. “Chad, are you drinking?”

“Yeah. Had a drink and now I miss you even more.”

Anya, wrapped in love and all smiles, practically glowed. “Chad, I miss you too. And I love you.”

Blake, sitting nearby, looked up at his sister. Who was she sweet-talking like that?

Ever since Anya came home, Blake had been her personal teddy bear—cuddled during the day, squeezed at night. Even when she called her boyfriend in the evenings, little Blake, still in diapers, would be right there listening in.

That night, Leo and Anya ended up falling asleep on the phone, each in their own bed.

The heater was off, blankets forgotten, and they drifted off just listening to each other’s breathing until the phone died.

The next morning, Leo woke up with a pounding headache and a scratchy throat, feeling too wobbly to stand.

Outside, the neighborhood buzzed with fireworks and laughter.

Leo dragged himself up, coughed, realized he was sick, poured a mug of hot water, drew the curtains tight, and burrowed back under the covers.

Meanwhile, Mia had taken her son to her parents’ house.

She ducked into the bathroom, and when she came out she called, “Mom, where’s my son?”

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