Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 329

The crowd behind was getting more outrageous with their words, "Even though she's pregnant, her

treatment didn't seem to improve. The Cedillo family didn't even hire a driver for her, she rides with Leo

every day. I checked the dress she's wearing, and it's just over 200 bucks. Wasn't she flaunting last

year about her million-dollar bracelet? Now she's wearing clothes that cost a few hundred dollars."

"Yeah, even her bags have turned into canvas bags. It's just been half a year."

Leo was fuming. Were these people blind?

Mia was carrying the Cedillo family's child. If the Cedillo family didn't care for her, why would they let

him drive her around all the time, in a humbling manner? Was his status even lower than a driver of the

Cedillo family?

They were all satisfying their own delusions, boosting their own self-esteem by belittling Mia.

Just as he was about to stand up, Mia suddenly grabbed his hand, "Sit down, and don't move. Let me

hear what else they can come up with."

Molly was gritting her teeth. Her arm was resting on the back of the chair, and she listen carefully to

what else these people could say.

"Do you think if she gives birth to a daughter, the Cedillo family will kick her out?"

"Maybe, but after all, it's still a child. They shouldn't kick the child out."

"I think if her first child is a girl, she'll rush to have a second one, ha-ha. She's so anxious now, even

taking senior year courses. Probably she is worried that if she gives birth to a girl, she'll have to

prepare for pregnancy during her senior year."

...

Whispers were rising and falling. After Mia got pregnant, her belly remained flat, and she wore thick

clothes due to the cold weather, so it was hard to tell. As the weather got warmer, her belly grew larger.

The whispers around her followed suit.

She had thought about what her classmates would say when they found out she was pregnant. She

had thought about receiving blessings and about people possibly avoiding her. But she never expected

to be gossiped about behind her back and be spoken of so negatively.

They were jealous of her status. Since they couldn't get it, they began to feel jealous.

Mia laughed a bit, saying to herself, "People always think that what they can't get is not good."

"This class is filled with a stinky smell; even rats can't stand it." Molly waved her hand, making a

fanning motion.

In her class, some students noticed that Mia was pregnant, but they all confirmed in private and then

gently congratulated her.

When Mia had morning sickness, everyone knew she was sensitive to smell. The students who usually

brought breakfast to the classroom would eat outside, then come in after they finished.

Smokers would avoid Mia. The students who liked to mess around after class would stop when they

saw Mia. Everyone kept silent, but they were all quietly mindful of their own actions.

It wasn't until she joined this class that Molly realized how considerate her classmates were.

"Molly, what are you babbling about?" One of the girl asked.

Molly looked at the girls who were addicted to gossiping, and scolded, "I'm talking about you guys.

You're narrow-minded yet clueless, claiming grapes are white when you haven't even seen one. Don't

you feel embarrassed saying such things? It's always the ugly people who like to make trouble and talk

nonsense."

The people scolded by Molly tried to argue back, but they couldn’t find the words to rebuttal. Molly’s

words were sharp and well-crafted.

Even Leo couldn’t help but praise Molly, "You're awesome!"

"It seems like some sewage has gotten into your brains. Remember to clean it out. Don't go around

stinking up your friends." Molly said.

The classroom went dead silent, with only Molly speaking.

Mia decided that she would pay out of her pocket to help her friend publish a book about how to

chewing people out when she got home!

Those scolded by Molly dared not utter another word.

Molly’s father was a government official, her mother a businessman, and her brother was a policeman.

No one dared to harm her. It was rumored that someone once pursued her, but because she didn't like

him, he was driven to drop out.

Rumors were strange things. A rumor could grow and became more exaggerated as it spreaded.

Mia took out her phone and dialed her husband's number in the quiet classroom. After one ring, Andre Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

quickly picked up, "Hello, Mia, what's up?"

"Darling, can you come and be with me? I'm afraid if you don't come, I'll be abandoned. The baby in my

belly will be motherless!" Mia said.

Because the classroom was so quiet, everyone could hear Mia's words.

She then said to Molly, "Sit next to Leo, and make room for your brother. He'll be here soon."

Molly immediately changed seats. A space was left next to Mia for her soon-to-be-arriving husband,

Andre.

Soon, class began.

The old professor walked into the classroom, satisfied with the calm atmosphere. He had no idea that a

verbal war had just taken place.

Then, halfway through the lecture, a man appeared at the classroom door. The old professor started to

doubt his eyes, "Andre?"

Everyone in the classroom was surprised and turned to look at the door. Seeing her husband appear,

Mia pouted, feeling wronged.

Andre nodded.

The old professor asked, "Andre, what brings you here?"

"Accompanying my wife." Andre looked at his wife sitting in the front row. He walked into the

classroom, sat beside Mia, and then said to the professor, "You can continue with the lecture, I'm just

here to accompany her."

Molly looked at her busy brother, who had dropped everything to come because his wife had been

wronged at school. She was grateful.

The students in the class couldn't believe it. Andre was really here!

The girls who were gossiping at the back earlier turned pale, and their hearts were racing.

The classmates nearby immediately distanced themselves from the girls who had been ridiculing Mia,

whispering, "It was them who were talking about Mia being pregnant and Andre not caring about her,

even making fun of her. Now they're embarrassed. Molly was right to scold them. They're just full of

nonsense."

Andre silenced his phone. He sat in the spacious lecture hall's first row, and his arm was resting on the

back of his wife's chair. With a slight extension of his arm, he could hold Mia.

After all, this was a university classroom. He was careful not to draw attention, and just simply

accompany his wife.

Mia, pen in hand, was attentively listening to the teacher's lecture, marking the important points in her

book and jotting down the nuggets of knowledge. She could feel the man next to her, lavishing her with

his loving gaze.

Mia lowered her head, and shiny tears started to dot the pages of her book. She was moved to tears,

the first time she ever cried because of her husband.

She never thought that a simple phone call would have her husband rushing to her side. He would set

aside his work, and just prove to any random person about her standing in his heart. He was willing to

go out of his way to accompany her to class.

Seeing his wife in tears, Andre quietly opened a pack of tissues on the table. He pulled one out, and

gently wiped the tears from her eyes. "Stop crying, I'm here."

Mia's tears flowed more freely, like pearls off a broken string. It was completely out of control.