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.

a

with his friends, he walked over to

you have any problems, don't hesitate to

were in only for the riches, they were

trouble to Jay. Her actions seemed ridiculous

in reality, they were celebrating the mishaps

the day that

walked in front of

cockiness faded away. Her stature became shorter, her voice timid, and

"Sir Ares!"

patted the back of her

"This..."

job

Rose's eyes widened.

you heard all

that for me to

Rose's expression crumbled.

through her

against

Rose,

damn weird. She did not even offend him, yet he

offend him, he smiled brighter than the

you disappointed with the fact that