Sir Ares, Goodnight

Sitting in Jay's Rolls-Royce, Rose's emotions were complicated.

It was once her dream to go to Tourmaline Estate.

She had asked Jay countless times, "Jaybie, I know you don't like trouble, so let's not get married. You could just take me to Tourmaline Estate and we'd be just like husband and wife. Is that okay? Jay had always replied with the same excuse, "Any woman who enters Tourmaline Estate has to be an official wife of an Ares. There's no other way around that."

Tears welled up in Rose's eyes.

Feelings of sadness due to her previous rejection rippled through Rose's heart.

When the Rolls-Royce arrived at Tourmaline Estate, the front gate was crowded with people. Guests were all holding invitation cards. It was more crowded than any tourist attraction.

Rose looked at Jay, feeling depressed. "Didn't you say Grand Old Master Ares rejected the idea of having a large ceremony?"

Jay replied, "This is considered small-scale."

"What would a large ceremony even look like then?"

Rose was once again baffled by Jay.

"A national celebration!"

left Rose

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Rolls-Royce toward the district

estate was bustling with noise, but there was

Jay parked the car at the parking spot, Rose hurriedly got out

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anything to you!" He sounded exhausted. His voice was hoarse,