Sir Ares, Goodnight

Chapter 2

Jay Ares received an unexpected gift. A newborn baby.

As he looked at swaddled infant clamoring for food, a thick layer of frost seemed to cover Jay's handsome face.

"Where's the child's mother?" he asked through gritted teeth, his eyes flashing dangerously.

How dare that woman take his seed and shun the responsibility of taking care of the child?

"My apologies, sir," replied the courier. "The child's mother has died in the hospital, from dystocia.".

Jay tensed up and fell silent. He took a long time processing it, the flame in his eyes mixed with a hint of doubt. "Dead?"

The person nodded grimly, took out his phone, and showed Jay the portrait of the deceased Rose.

"Mr. Ares, this is Rose's memorial portrait that we took of her. I can send it to you if you like—"

Jay's eyes scanned the phone screen rapidly. The woman in the photo was bloated and her swollen face was as pale as a ghost. Her protuberant eyes were opened wide, staring right across the screen. Who could this be if not Rose?

When Jay, who had OLD, saw Rose's dead image, all sympathy and mercy inside him vanished.

"No! Tell me, where is she buried?"

"No. 674 in Mountain's Fork Cemetery."

Jay clutched the child and hurried back into the house.

In a nearby spot, Rose watched from the window of her brown car as Jay's tall figure retreated into the house. There was a sour look in her eyes.

Even the news of her death did not disrupt his calm expression.

Perhaps she was only able to trick him so easily because he did not love her at all.

Her yearning for the man may have finally fizzled out, forever.

passionate love was unable to penetrate

Five years later.

the capital city's

of her. She was wearing a baseball cap, a pair of giant sunglasses, and

face was mostly obscured, giving her a rather comical

were two

rather taller than

embroidered wings on the

feet was

of pigtails. She wore a pink princess dress, and her face was as smooth and pale as an elf from

be likened to princes and

fair amount

children! Are they child

parents have to give birth to such

people requested them. The passersby loved

Robert, the

Rozette, the younger

twins handing out introductions yet again, she could no longer keep her cool.

reprimand them.

your names to strangers? Would it kill you if they don't know your names?" The two

peculiar dress-code as she was worried about being

her death. If she were to suddenly appear alive in front of him, he

was critically ill and wished to see her daughter and grandchildren one final time. If it were not for that, Rose would never have risked returning to the familiar city. Rose said dismissively, "What do you know?

had taken off their sunglasses, Rose snapped at them sternly,

sighed resignedly and put on

a tiny adult as he puffed up. "At

with relief when she saw that their sunglasses were back on and

they linked hands and

enough. There are human traffickers everywhere, so you two had better not run around..." Meanwhile, at the airport

Seeing the familiar tall, slender figure caught Rose off

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