Sir Ares, Goodnight

The three children looked at Jay at the same time. Jay realized that his reaction might have been too petty and resumed his usual aloof temperament. "Don't you know? There are three classes of people. People from the top class give commands, people from the middle class obey commands, and people from the lowest class only know how to fawn and grovel."

The three children were smart enough to know that Daddy was implying that Mommy was low-class.

Baby Robbie was confused. "That's strange. Mommy isn't usually like this! Mommy says that we need to have pride in ourselves and conquer the world with our own capabilities!"

Baby Zetty seemed to catch on to what her brother was saying. "I know!" She shouted, "Mommy must have fallen in love with her new boss! Yesterday she said that her new boss was the first man in a long time who treated her like a human."

Baby Robbie gave his sister a side-eye. He was afraid that Daddy might be jealous and he shouted, "That can't be! Mommy said that she only loves Daddy and n o one else."

Rose happened to be walking down the stairs. She nearly tripped and fell down the stairs when she heard Baby Robbie's words.

Jay was not listening to Baby Robbie. He looked at Rose whose cheeks were blushing bright red and regarded her mischievously. "I wonder who your new boss is? You've only worked with him for a few days and he seems to have trampled all over your prideful bones."

had thought that the words she had blurted out of happiness earlier were shameless

on the adjectives when she realized that everyone was regarding her curiously. "What's

love with Uncle Boss?" Baby Zetty

looked at Mommy resentfully. To him, Daddy was

had a woman he loved, and so it was within Mommy's right to fall in love with

Shouldn't you reflect upon your choices? Don't think that just because a man is kind to you,

your urges!"

was speechless

at Jay who towered over her. "Any other man in this world has the right to say that to

loved Jay and only Jay alone. He might have hurt,

prideful face. He was very unhappy with those rude words. "You sound as though you're virtuous but I don't think that adjective applies to you, Rose Loyle!" He said angrily.

be a need for me to

only feel bitterness and agony in his