Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 1637

"I'm fine, really. I don't feel a thing, but you all insist on making a big deal and dragging me to treatment," Jupiter grumbled, stubborn as ever.

Milka sat with her father for a while in the living room. The TV was blasting some military news, but she barely listened. Out of nowhere, she asked, "Dad, do you ever miss Mom?"

"Not at all." Jupiter shot back so fast, it was like he'd been rehearsing the answer.

Milka didn't say anything else. She just sat there, and even though the TV was on, the whole room felt strangely quiet.

Eventually, she got up. "I'm going upstairs to get ready for bed. Gotta be at the office early tomorrow."

Once she left, Jupiter felt irritated for reasons he couldn't name. He waved at his aide and grumbled, "Turn off the TV. Go to bed."

The next morning, Milka stepped outside and spotted Mars' car parked where he'd left it the night before. She spun the keys around her finger, then hopped right in.

Five minutes later, Mars' phone rang. He was on his morning run, but he picked up. "Yeah? What's up?"

Milka's voice was sheepish, "How do you adjust your side mirrors?"

Mars snorted, "Seriously? Just wait for me. Don't touch anything."

Another five minutes and Mars jogged up in his workout clothes, still catching his breath.

Milka stared, "How'd you get here so fast?"

the car door and started fiddling with the mirror controls. "Ran from my

several miles! What are you,

academy, I used to run all day. Check—are the mirrors good now?" He leaned in, helping her

nodded. "They're

neck. "My dad hasn't had breakfast yet. Go in and

teasing, "I haven't showered. Should I go use your

"Try it

door. "Go on, get out

pulled away, Milka shot him

flashed a lazy grin. “Sure, sure. I'll just use your

"You're impossible!" she huffed.

the Solomon house. "Uncle, Milka told me

breakfast, Mars tried to steer the conversation toward old stories, hoping to clear up

"Why are you so interested in all

grinned, "So I don't make the

smiled. "If I really thought of you as my son-in-law, you think I'd let you talk to me like this?" Even if Mars was technically just

"As long as Milka's

was, in his mind, Milka was

"I'm going to Milka's

be a candidate,