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!"

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Rolls-Royce toward the district

was only dead silence at the back. It seemed

at the parking spot, Rose hurriedly got out of

was breathtaking. Rose breathed in the fresh air. Looking at the winding paths, the flowing water, and the bridges at

her and gently wrapped his arms around her waist. "Do you like

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me hug

waiting for this

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continued to struggle in his

afraid that she would be fooled into his fake and brief period

the one who caused all sorts of trouble for her, yet at this moment, he was

did not know

do anything to you!" He sounded exhausted. His voice