Sir Ares, Goodnight

Unable to hold them back in the end, Rose's tears fell freely like rain through a torn canopy.

It wet the pillow beneath.

Could she still believe in him?

Her gaze was empty as the void.

Finally, she set her eyes on the white marbled tiles and the carved mahogany handrails.

The handrail led to the quiet floor upstairs, where it was abnormally dark.

"A crazy woman is hiding in Daddy's bed!"

Jenson's shaky voice suddenly echoed in Rose's head.

Unable to sleep, Rose got up and dressed herself. Then, she tiptoed up the stairs.

Jenson was not the only one panicking about the secret behind the attic, for it agitated her as well.

Who was the woman in the attic?

As the Fragrant Vessel Court was built following the characteristics of classical overlapping architectures, its rooms were built intricately and were naturally dim.

in front of

the room and closed

herself in a small living room conjoined with a bedroom. Simply decorated, there was a corseted square table with a tea set on top and

own, Rose's feet brought her down the archway on the right where she was met with a narrow wooden door.

The color scheme fitted perfectly with Jay's personality-Dark and

around. Other than the floor-to-ceiling screen that more or less covered the view

Her heart raced nervously for some

was carved with flower designs. Coupled with the Chinese painting, it was an elegant sight to behold. Despite her passion for such art, Rose

gotten closer to the screen, she could see what was

burning

in loosefitting clothes, exposing his tantalizing collarbones. Around his neck hung

were tinted with laze as he

a woman with her back

it reminded people of words such as 'stunning' and

heart drop down a bottomless pit as she

exquisite features, his charming peach blossom eyes, or the

with other women! He was even showcasing

heart jolted in pain. She quickly steadied herself as she had

burner further pushed Rose into a sea of

burner had never once ceased, which meant someone was living in this

There was