Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Milka nodded. "Things have been good. I feel free."

Jupiter just snorted and looked away, totally unimpressed.

Roberto gave his friend a nudge. "Come on, it's just us. She's doing fine overseas -you can finally stop worrying. Remember who used to fret about them freezing or starving out there? Who asked me to pull some strings and made sure they got money every month? You never kept a dime for yourself."

Milka stared at her dad, stunned.

The truth was, every month, some money showed up in her mom's account, even

now.

She'd called their lawyer back home to ask about it. After the divorce, he'd told her that since her mom was still considered immediate family, was older, and hadn't worked for years, she got a stipend. The explanation was so vague, Milka never really understood. Later, she pieced things together and asked, "So you mean Mom worked hard all these years, and after the divorce you guys just gave her a kind of retirement benefit?"

The lawyer had answered right away, "Exactly!"

So Milka and her mom had accepted it.

months after moving abroad weren't as tough as they'd

was really coming from her dad's paycheck, quietly funneled to them the

ever say anything?" Milka

"What was there to say? I don't have anything to spend money on. The department covers my room

Dad wanted to give money to his daughter, why not

If you'd swallowed your pride and said sorry back then, maybe the family

just looked at

always complained and nagged, their dad still

Milka shook her head.

isn't either. You two are still young and stubborn. Broke up and neither of you is looking for someone new. Mars hangs around the house all day-I have no idea what he does. Every time I bring it up, he disappears

to be extra nice

awkward. Back when they bought that place, she didn't even have a job-Mars had all the pressure on his

cheap where

but he

him a house or a car.

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