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.

the

replied indifferently, 'Get rid of

breakfast, Jay arrived at

major discovery to the president. "Mr. President, Missus threw the roses you sent her in the community trash can

the barbaric rascal who sent her the roses

Grayson slouched. "Not yet!"

the president's darkening gaze, Grayson explained, "Missus took a leave today for some reason. The rascal hasn't

gaze. "The

They wouldn't dare ask for details since this is the missus we're

out what

spend time with this rascal, he

"Yes, Sir!" Grayson fled.

on the bed. The itch on her skin

medication

for the expensive roses in

the roses your

sent are the more exquisite ones and of 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

again your brother's pretty rich. Like the spoiled rich kid of spoiled rich

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 a

Josie was speechless,"..."