Sir Ares, Goodnight

"Grandfather!" Jay walked up to his grandfather and called out respectfully.

Grand Old Master Ares raised his gaze and squinted. He pointed his thin finger at him. It was trembling continuously due to fury. "Tell me. Is it worth it, doing all of this for a woman?" Jay's expression appeared grave and stern. He replied instantly, "It is."

Compared to the things that Angeline had done for him, were these things even computable to hers?

Grand Old Master Ares was so exasperated that he had trouble breathing. He could barely speak anymore. "You. You... You've truly disappointed me."

Jay's father, Jack Ares, immediately walked over and reprimanded his son harshly, "Jay, watch your attitude when talking to your grandfather."

John aggravated things further by saying, "Jay's arrogant, so he treats everyone equally with that temper of his. Dad won't blame him for it, Jack."

Jay ruthlessly shot John a glare. "Perhaps you should shut up."

John embarrassedly rubbed the tip of his nose and stayed silent.

Seeing that Jay was not reflecting on himself for his

raging tone, "Jay, haven't you ever considered that maybe Rose Loyle is not at all

taint Rose's name and immediately retorted in a stern tone, "Grandfather, Rose isn't as

lifetimes and was as fragile as a shell-less egg yolk. She was pure, limpid, weak, and brittle. He

Rose, everyone in the room felt

to any women, so why are you suddenly so obsessed with Rose Loyle? I think she's bewitched you," his

the night for Rose Loyle's daughter. You're even

"Jay, you need to be honest,

Jay nodded solemnly.

Ares sighed with resentment. "It's not that you're disallowed from having feelings for her. But is

Ares with a firm

was merely carried away on a

an inexplicable disappointment

That was why I turned a blind eye to you two. Now that I see your almost frantic obsession with

straight body shivered as he stared at his grandfather. There was a stubborn unwavering

driven her away. What