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.

love was unable to penetrate his heart, why should she keep

Five years later.

capital city's

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

face was mostly obscured, giving

were

taller than their

jersey with embroidered wings on the shoulders, paired

feet was moving harmoniously with

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

could be likened to princes and princesses

they garnered a fair amount of

beautiful children! Are

the parents have to give birth to

people requested them. The passersby loved their charming photoshoots as well as their

Robert, the

the

could no longer keep her cool. As she walked further in

reprimand them.

kill you if they don't know your names?" The two

her peculiar dress-code as she

death. If she were to

and grandchildren one final time. If it were not for that, Rose would never

had taken off their sunglasses, Rose snapped

sighed resignedly and

like a tiny adult

that their sunglasses were back on

the same type of sunglasses, they linked hands and

gave her kids a lecture. "Our domestic security is not good enough. There are human traffickers everywhere, so you two had better not run around..." Meanwhile, at

directly approaching Rose. Seeing the familiar tall,

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