Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 1742

Milka and Mars locked eyes, both clearly hiding something they didn't want Jupiter to catch on to.

Mars, chopsticks in hand, picked at his food. "We didn't fight or anything, but we were upfront with each other. Now we've got two 'troublemakers' to deal with."

Under the table, Milka shot Mars a quick kick. “Food's getting cold. Stop eating already."

Mars just shrugged. "Not cold. Still warm." He kept eating, while Jupiter sat there, completely confused.

Seriously, what's going on?

After dinner, Milka headed upstairs, saying she was going to shower. Mars stayed in the living room, peeling an orange and eyeing Jupiter. "Uncle, can I ask you something?"

"Oh, so now I'm your uncle again? Weren't you just threatening to embarrass me if I didn't agree to you marrying my daughter?"

Mars handed him a slice of orange. "That was then, this is now. Uncle, you've been sending money to my aunt all these years—what are you really after?"

Jupiter tried to play it cool. "I just want my daughter to have a good life. That's all." Mars grinned. "If Milka and I get married, she'll be relying on me, not you. Will you still be sending money to my aunt?"

the waters, "You two... really getting back

all your money to my aunt. So, does that mean I'll have to take care of you

pension.

going to my aunt anymore?"

send his pension to his ex- wife. She needed the security, and

his eyes. "What

still sending her money because

Jupiter snapped. "There's no

glanced at the stubborn old man. That flicker

Mars's roundabout questions, plus his words at dinner, made everything click "So, the two

mom!"

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gave a slow clap. "Congrats, boss. You

mom, choosing her words carefully "Mom, do you think there's. arly chance you and Dad could get back

chuckled. "After all these years, do you really

all this time. So why couldn't you

getting