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?"

waters, "You

Mars said. "But I noticed you've sent all your money to my aunt. So, does that mean

my pension.

pension won't be going to my

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

eyes. "What are you really trying

her money because you want to

no way I'd

That flicker

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

mom!"

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"Congrats,

was on the phone with her mom, choosing her words carefully "Mom, do you think there's. arly

these years, do you really

loving Mars, not after all this time. So why couldn't you and Dad

you sure about getting