Sir Ares, Goodnight

Waking up, Rose realized a horrible truth. She was allergic.

"Ah!"

The sound of a pig getting slaughtered rang from the bathroom, causing Josephine to fall from the bed in shock.

"What happened?"

Josie dashed to the bathroom to see Rose's fair skin dotted with red rashes under her loose collar.

It matched the color of her face.

Josephine stared in shock. "You're allergic to pollen?"

Rose facepalmed herself. "Rose Loyle's body is naturally weak. I can't believe I forgot about it."

Josie immediately walked off to message her brother with her phone. 'Immediately! Right now! Get rid of your roses!'

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She had evidently loved the flowers others sent her yet at the same time would sweep his precious flowers out her door.

was the meaning

indifferently, 'Get rid of

breakfast, Jay arrived

the roses you sent her

the barbaric rascal who sent her the

Grayson slouched. "Not yet!"

took a leave today for some

his gaze. "The reason

why, Mr. President. They wouldn't dare

was frosty. "Excuse me? Find out what the missus is

with this rascal, he would not

"Yes, Sir!" Grayson fled.

the bed. The

medication

for the expensive roses in the

how much do you reckon the roses

quite a few assortments. I'd say perhaps a few hundred, if not thousands, for one?" Rose's face scrunched up. "You're telling me I just threw away a luxurious

brother's pretty rich. Like the spoiled rich

she sighed again in frustration. "He's willing to spend so much on an insignificant care worker, yet what about his actual wife? He won't even spend

Josie was speechless,"..."