Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 24

The main light of the room was off, only the lamp by his bed was still on.

The girl on the sofa had been watching him for an hour. Andre lifted his eyes to meet her big ones. “Am

I handsome?”

Mia shook her head, “Nah.”

He was indeed quite a looker, but Mia would not admit it.

“So why are you looking at me?”

Mia rested her right hand on her left, her arm on the edge of the sofa, her chin on the back of her right

hand. She asked curiously, “Why don’t you go sleep in the study?”

“I have a bedroom, why would I sleep in the study?”

“But I’m in your bedroom. It’s kind of sketchy for us to be in the same room.”

“We’re legal spouses. Why are you hung up on what’s appropriate?”

Hearing this, Mia bit her lip.

As if they were never meant to be innocent.

Mia countered, “We had an agreement.” RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

“Did the agreement specify that I can’t sleep in my own room?”

Well…it didn’t.

Mia swallowed, sitting up straight. “Andre, don’t tell me you intentionally sleep in the same room with

me, harboring some ulterior motives?”

“Mia, quit your daydreaming. I’m not interested in a kid.”

Mia gritted her teeth. How could she have such “daydreams”? She was just trying to kick Andre out of

the room this way. If he wasn’t in the room, she could freely sleep on the sofa or on the floor. No one

would know. But if he was in the room, she’d feel uncomfortable, like someone was invading her

territory.

Seeing she couldn’t make him leave, she lay back down on the sofa, disappointed, sighing. “Oh well, I’ll

keep quiet from now on.”

Her joke had backfired and brought Andre back. She regretted it so much!

She closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

Andre didn’t continue their childish conversation either. He returned to his usual cold demeanor and

started flipping through books.

The room was quiet, the light dim. The central air was on keeping the room at a comfortable

temperature. After a few minutes, Mia could hear the sound of flipping pages, like a lullaby. It

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was making her sleepy. For the first time, she found the sound of turning book pages with her eyes

closed very soothing.

No wonder some people enjoy listening to others reading, lying with their eyes closed, drifting off to

sleep. Just hearing the sound of turning pages gave her a sense of tranquility.

Suddenly, an unusual sound broke the silence. And then, the sound came again. Mia blushed with

embarra**ment. The sound was coming from her stomach.

Andre put down his book, looking towards the sofa.

“Gurgle.”

Mia pressed her stomach hard. A little figure in her mind suddenly jumped out and ran to her stomach,

warning it. “You didn’t make a sound when I was hungry before, and now you’re making noise just

because I missed one dinner? Are you asking for a beating?”

Stomach, “Gurgle.”

Her stomach made another sound, “Gurgle.”

The man on the bed started to move. The sound of him getting off the bed and putting on his slippers

reached Mia’s ears.

She knew Andre was coming. She shyly moved her hands away from her stomach and began to cover

her face, curling her body up, trying hard not to let her stomach make any sound.

Andre walked over to the sofa where she was sitting, looking down at her curled up like a ball. She was

covering her face with her hands, her ears turning red.

He was planning to tease her, but seeing her embarra**ed, he didn’t say anything and left the

room.