Sir Ares, Goodnight

A Rolls-Royce was leading a grandiose convoy of floats, moving from the flower market to the Shangri-La Hotel in the city center.

At this time, Baby Zetty had tired herself out from crying and was now asleep in her mother's arms. From time to time, she mumbled in her sleep, "I don't want Daddy. Daddy's a bad person." Rose's eyes were red, and her heart felt as if it had been cut with a knife.

There was a knock on the door of the hotel all of a sudden. Josephine looked toward her desolate-looking sister-in-law and took the initiative to get up and open the door.

"Sister-in-law, come quick."

Hearing Josephine's exclamation, Rose put Baby Zetty on the bed and walked out.

Outside the door was a sea of bright red roses.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of petals and there were white floats on both sides of the road. Inside the floats were heart-shaped roses.

After counting them, there were 11 floats.

Josephine stared at the sight in surprise. "How many roses do you even need?"

Rose looked at Josephine and said with a smile," Which dandy kid did you catch the attention of this time?"

Josephine looked smitten. "How romantic. If it really were up to me, I'd marry him."

her words fell, Jay stepped out

covered her mouth and swallowed her own words. "Pretend I said nothing,"

spotting Jay, there was a trace of confusion in Rose's dark, glazed

are you doing?" Rose really did not understand the purpose of his arduous

in front of her, both his hands in his trouser pockets. His lazy expression carried the nobility of a

tell? I'm courting

Ares, roses wither. I'm sorry, but I can't

around and entered the room. She then closed the door with a

plan had completely

Ares who had

dumbfounded.

was the only person in this world who dared to

that Rose would have a

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say that when it comes to the womanizer John,

his brain. "The women that Sir John usually pursues are internet celebrities. Maybe those methods are

and a small smile appeared at

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