Sir Ares, Goodnight

Jay sent a message to Rose, inviting her out to a cafe.

Rose looked at that domineering message that said, 'We should discuss Baby Robbie's custody rights.

Otherwise, I'll have to use other methods.'

Rose sighed heavily. Could she pretend that she did not see this message?

Perhaps it was because of Rose's late reply to his message that Jay gave her a call.

Rose hesitated for some time before answering it reluctantly. 1

Jay's icy cold voice sounded across the line, "Rose Boyle, why didn't you reply to my message? Avoiding me isn't going to solve the problem."

Rose shot back meekly, "I'm not avoiding, I just didn't know how I should reply to you."

Jay was stunned by that answer but only for a split second.

He chided, "If you knew this was going to happen, why did you do so in the first place?"

Rose trembled a little. That sentence was referring to the time she had sex with him against his will.

Rose's expression turned ugly and embarrassed. She felt fortunate that he could not see her expression

thus she could relax a little. "Okay. We'll meet at

hung up the phone

having any feelings for her. However, she loved him. It

regret

that question. She just knew that since she had the bravery to commit a mistake, then she should have

simple touch up by applying some light makeup to cover up her exhaustion and haggard appearance. She needed

Baby Robbie and Zetty out to play. Rose was very much at ease since Josephine was very enthusiastic about helping her take

Jay

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said. When she pulled the chair next to him, she noticed that his eagle -like gaze squinted

placed the chair in its original position and chose

expression softened slightly. 'Thank goodness

a sense of displeasure. She was wondering what the fuss

do not have much free time. Let's get to

the custody rights for Baby Robbie. If you cooperate, I'll give you a sum of money which will be enough for you and your daughter to live a comfortable life. Of

king looking scornfully at Rose who

be like an ant, but she was an ant with dreams. She may be a weed, but she was a weed that would set the prairie ablaze. She had Angeline Severe's stubbornness and refusal to admit defeat, and she also had Rose Loyle's weak and delicate nature. Such contrasting personalities blended well to help her become a multifaceted woman.

to guess what her temper was

up. Her weak demeanor was no longer in sight. It was replaced with

his brows, looking extraordinarily arrogant.

the table rhythmically. That relaxed yet dignified posture made him look very charming and confident. Rose did not know how to react to his blunt admission,