Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 1824

He stared at his uncle in utter confusion, his voice muffled behind the mask. "Cooper, are you sending me to outer space?"

Cooper gripped his nephew's shoulders firmly. "Henry, we're going to play a new game. Once you master this, you'll be able to get revenge all by yourself. Relying on others is never as good as relying on yourself. Having tough fists is the only way to survive."

Henry squeezed his chubby little hands into fists. "Cooper, my fists are already tough! But I still can't beat Mia and Dad! Wahhh!"

Cooper had also changed into his gear and held up his épée. "Learn this, and you'll be able to beat them."

With the ultimate goal of defeating his father, Henry put all his adorable effort into training.

Meanwhile, Mia was swamped with exam preparations, studying relentlessly as she drafted her master's thesis and finalized her research direction for the upcoming year.

Even top students like Denny and Katie were stressing over their papers, so she knew she had to get a head start.

Because of this, her son was often left to his own devices.

Her husband was doing far more of the childcare than she was.

Andre had been receiving a barrage of calls from his son's teacher lately. "Mr. Cedillo, what does Henry do at home? For the past few days, he's been nodding off in class and even sleeping on his desk."

Andre sighed. "...His uncle just got back in town."

When Andre got off work early and went home, his precious son had yet to return from school.

He called Cooper and heard him shouting, "Henry, aim for my waist! Yes, strike! Don't hesitate!"

"Cooper, your phone is ringing," a sparring partner nearby said, handing the device over.

Cooper pulled off his mask and answered the call. "Hey, Andre? Yeah, Henry is with me. We're at the fencing club. I'll send you the location; come on over."

Cooper snatched up his phone and hoisted his nephew over his shoulder. "Henry, stop eating. It's time to train outside."

Henry, who hadn't even finished his food, had his eyes glued to his bowl. "Wahhh! Mom, save m—mmph!"

Mia simply picked up her son's bowl and scraped his leftovers into her own. "If you're not going to eat it, I will."

Outside, Cooper answered the phone. "Hey, didn't I tell you I'd call back when I was free?"

"Kristen!" Henry yelled at the top of his lungs.

"Oh! Henry, my sweetie, I missed you!"

In the freezing dead of winter, Cooper and his nephew stayed outside for quite some time. It was nearly eleven o'clock by the time Cooper carried the exhausted boy back inside to sleep.