บททั้งหมดของ Sir Ares, Goodnight!: บทที่ 331 - บทที่ 340

Thankfully, his disgust was well-hidden. His slender fingers elegantly pinched Rose’s unruly fingers. Jay turned to stare at her petite hand before engulfing it within his larger one.The sense of familiarity returned. Her slim and soft fingertips were caged in his hands. Ecstasy sparked in his eyes. Rose, however, complained internally. Why had he not pushed her away yet? To think that she had gone to this level of shamelessness too. Giving up, she pushed herself further into his chest. Such an act coupled with her flimsy top and the fact that she had no cardigan on was hardly one expected of a dignified woman. Frost immediately pooled in Jay’s eyes. How could Sean have her charm clients with her sexual appeal? What atrocity. Glancing up at him, Rose went even wilder and looped her arms around Jay’s neck. The icy glint in his eyes drove her to believe that her plan was working… She began saying in a coquettish tone, “Could Master Ares be here for The Moonlit Sky’s scr

Without a choice, Jean got out obediently before sliding into the driver’s seat. Then, he began to complain, “Jay, you are a president of a big company with a net worth of hundreds of billions, yes? So pray tell, why are you your own chauffeur? “I’d have seven personal drivers if I were you. One for every day of the week.” “If every driver’s going to be as annoying as you, I’d much rather drive myself, thank you very much,” Jay replied. Jean smacked his lips. “I don’t know why I waste my time talking to sociopaths like you.” “Where to?” Jean asked. “Grand Asia.” Jean turned to leave after sending Jay to Grand Asia. However, Jay stopped him. “Come up with me. I’ll teach you about Grand Asia’s corporate culture as we go.” Jean wailed. “No, please, Jay. Show mercy and let me go. You know I’ve always hated studying since I was a child.” “Grandfather wants me to help you.” “Oh, you can’t possibly take his words to heart! Why give yourself more work to do when you can jus

“Let’s get you home, bubs.” Darkness shrouded over Garden Of A Diary. Sitting quietly on the wooden chair in the patio, Jay became one with the night around him. His only source of light being the diamond set watch on his wrist, its silver glow illuminating its hands. The hour hand reached one o’clock. Without an ounce of drowsiness, the hope in Jay’s piercing eyes slowly dwindled as time ticked by. Suddenly, a thud sounded off the side. A lithe figure crawled up from the ground. Turning around, she was stunned in place with the sharp glare of a cell phone. She lifted her arms to shield the flare only for her wrists to be caught by a pair of plier-like large hands the very next moment. “Rose!” Caught red-handed, Rose gave up on fighting back. “Sir Ares, what are you doing awake so late at night?” she asked, evidently trying to get on his good side. “Looking at the flowers,” Jay replied. Rose tilted up to stare at the starless sky. Who was he trying to kid? “

She might as well claim so. “Yeah. So what if I like him?” Jay’s indifferent expression shattered instantly into hideous pieces. “Have I indulged you too much, Rose Loyle? Is that why you’ve become so unruly?” His hand quickly reached for the back of her head, tugging hard to leave a painful tinge on her scalp. With Rose forced to tilt her head back, his lips domineeringly attacked forward. Rose’s scalp was numb with pain as tears fell from her eyes. Cold tears dripped onto the back of his hand like an ice shard into raging flames. Slowly, Jay let her go. Staring back at the infuriation in her eyes, the raging fire within him quelled as every chunk of ice seemed to rid his heart of its warmth. “Get out,” He turned and rebuked. Rose fled. At the shut of the door, worry bled uncontrollably into Jay’s violent eyes. … Like a wild beast with its mouth wide open, the night threatened to swallow everything in its wake before conceding. On the pedestrian walk was a peti

Had he— She must be overthinking. How could he be worried about her? If anything, he was merely worried that his children would lose their mommy. Tapping on the messages application, she found a message from Josephine Ares. ‘Sister-in-law, Jay’s been admitted into Grand Asia’s ICU. Please take care of him for me.’“How could this be?” Rose stared at the day the message was sent. That was three days ago! Unease began to dwell in Rose’s chest. Fear filled her heart. For a man who held himself with such indifference, just how much despair had he felt to drive himself to the point of lying in ICU? She felt an unexpected clench in her heart. Tears began to stream freely down her cheeks. Suddenly, she dropped to her knees. Clasping her hands together, Rose prayed. “Please, God. Please, let him go. Exchange my life for his. Exchange my health for his. Exchange my fortune for his. Take my peace, safety, my health in exchange for his good health.” However, nothing she did see