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.

unable to penetrate

Five years later.

capital city's

in front of her. She was wearing a baseball cap, a

face was mostly obscured, giving

were

five-year-olds were rather taller than their

wings on the shoulders, paired with

The scooter under his feet was moving harmoniously with his

a pair of pigtails. She wore a pink princess dress,

kids could be likened to

a fair amount of attention and compliments

beautiful children! Are

of genes must the parents have to

even posed for photos when people requested them. The passersby

Robert, the

the younger

could no longer keep

reprimand them.

Why would you give your names to strangers? Would it kill you if they don't know your names?" The two children scrambled to catch up to their mother. The big brother looked at his

chosen her peculiar

she were to suddenly appear alive in front of him, he would probably kill her with his

it were not for that, Rose would never have risked returning to the familiar city. Rose said dismissively, "What do you know? This is called fashion. It's the

she realized her twins had taken off their sunglasses, Rose snapped at them sternly,

sighed resignedly and

a tiny adult as he puffed up.

when she saw that their sunglasses were back on and covering their

wore the same type of sunglasses, they linked hands and walked side by

There are human traffickers everywhere,

Rose. Seeing the familiar tall, slender figure caught Rose off

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