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?"

shot back, testing the waters, "You

I noticed you've sent all your money to my aunt. So, does

pension. Just take good

pension won't be going to my aunt

he'd still send his pension to his ex- wife. She needed the security, and he really didn't

his eyes. "What are you

still sending her money because you want to get

Jupiter snapped. "There's no way I'd ever get

That flicker of emotion said everything he needed to

questions, plus his words at dinner, made everything click "So, the two 'roadblocks you

mom!"

s

a slow clap. "Congrats, boss. You finally figured

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

chuckled. "After all these years, do you really

this time. So why couldn't you and Dad have

about getting back with