Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 1741

Mars could feel it too—he and Milka still meant a lot to each other. “So why won’t you say yes? Milka, you’re not the kind who leads someone on or keeps them guessing.”

Milka hesitated, and Mars could tell something real was holding her back, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

She licked her lips and looked straight at him. “What about my mom?”

They weren’t kids anymore. Getting back together now basically meant marriage talk in a year or two, settling down for good. But if she did that, she’d have to stay here, and her mom would be left all alone overseas. Could she really do that to her?

Milka had already tried to feel her mom out over the phone.

Abby picked up on it right away. “Mars is someone your dad and I have watched grow up. He’s always meant well by you, and if you two get back together, I’d be happy for you. So many people have chased after you all these years, but you never said yes. I know you still care about him. Don’t let me be the reason you miss out on a good person. I’m not coming back home—I’ve been abroad too long, I’m used to it now.”

Milka explained to Mars, “I only went overseas with my mom in the first place because I worried about her. Even now, I can’t help but worry about her being alone out there. I wish she’d come home, but she won’t, and honestly, I can tell she’s found something for herself there. So, Mars, I don’t know what I’d do with my mom if I married you. But if I don’t choose you, I don’t know what I’d do with myself either.”

Mars listened, swallowing hard, finally getting where her head and heart were at.

Milka went on, “This is what’s been on my mind lately.”

Her mom wasn’t some powerhouse, not the kind of woman who could take on the world in a foreign country all by herself. Truth is, if Milka wasn’t there, Abby barely dared go out shopping, worried she’d run into trouble with the language. If she was that tough, she probably wouldn’t have spent all those years with a stubborn guy like Jupiter in the first place.

She was just a gentle, timid mom who needed protecting, and after the divorce, she’d poured everything she had into her daughter. How could Milka not worry about her?

“Huh?”

…

They were out for about half an hour—who knows what was said between them.

When they got home, they walked in together and sat down at the table. Jupiter looked at the two of them, both quiet, and couldn’t help but poke his nose in. “So… how’d it go, you two?”

Honestly, he really liked the idea of Mars as a son-in-law. And if Milka and Mars finally got back together, maybe his wife overseas would come home too.