Sir Ares, Goodnight

"I have something to discuss with James, so you can go and help us prepare breakfast."

Rose glanced at the guest secretly and said with a grimace, "Three portions?"

Jay smiled back. "No, just two."

He would not allow her two hands to do anything for any other people.

Hearing him, she breathed a sigh of relief. "Good."

Then, Jay brought James to the study room.

At first, the atmosphere was fairly relaxed.

"Jay, do you really like Rose Loyle?" Jay nodded.

"Uncle James, with my current status, there's no need to force myself to do anything. There's only one reason needed for me to marry her, and that's because I love her. So, I ask that Uncle James be a little bit warmer and mindful toward Rose in the future."

James' face sank as he continued quietly, "You know it yourself that you have great qualities. You could've gotten any debutante out there, yet you had to marry the illegitimate daughter of the Loyle family. You're utterly blind!" "Uncle James, I don't think you're here today to split u

a couple of lovebirds, right?" Jay

tone, he immediately closed

the kitchen, but she was a little uncomfortable with the unfamiliar

her quite some time to flip through the cupboards before she finally managed to figure out where

when it was time to use the kitchenware, a new problem arose. Without a clear manual book, even

there was the deafening sound of an argument

heart made of

"Yes."

money on charity

descendants of the Ares family, yet you've never had

as the movement in her

heard the sound of

of wedlock. They're the results of your corrupted morals. If I accept them, doesn't that mean my moral standpoints are as distorted as

steal your place, so you're doing everything possible

wings fully grown, you've cut them off mercilessly. You've gone as

any rash conclusions. I'm just

trying to say?