Sir Ares, Goodnight

During the dinner, Jay put food on her plate non-stop.

Rose saw the mountain of food on her plate and cried out, "Sir Ares, you're about to literally love me to death." Hearing her, his face darkened. "Where in the world did you get your big mouth from?"

In the past, her words were sweeter than honey. One sentence could make him lose sleep for nights in a row.

Now, every word that came out of her mouth was acid, charring and burning him from inside out.

If only he knew from whom she got that from, he would cut her up into pieces.

He put down his cutlery, his appetite gone.

He motioned to the garden outside to rest.

Rose followed him out, feeling uneasy. She had nothing to benefit from now that she had offended him.

As she stepped out, she was surrounded by a group of noble and aristocratic women. They all admired her and were jealous of her while envying her at the same time.

"Miss Doyle, you're Mrs. Ares now. Please look after us

from now on." "Master Ares cares for you so much. You're very fortunate."

Rose forced out a smile.

Her marriage with Jay would only last a day.

for a brief moment, like the bloom of morning

his friends, he walked

and deliberately raised her voice. "Now that I'm Mrs. Ares, of course, I'll look after you. Whenever you have any problems, don't hesitate to tell me." "My hubby loves

only for the riches, they were also well-educated people.

this cocky would only bring trouble to Jay. Her actions seemed

a pedestal, in reality, they were celebrating the mishaps

for the day that Rose would

in front of

Her stature became shorter, her voice timid, and

"Sir Ares!"

gently patted the back of her head. "Call

"This..."

good job calling me that

Rose's eyes widened.

Ares, you heard

that for

Rose's expression crumbled.

saw through her little

against you. It's quite

Rose,

damn weird. She did not even offend

him, he smiled

wrong? Are you disappointed with