Sir Ares, Goodnight

Perhaps he was trying to completely eliminate any possibility of committing a mistake, so Jay brought Marilyn and Tiger over to Imperial Capital the next day itself.

The family of three lived in a tiny apartment.

The apartment was different from the single-bedroom courtyard house they used to live in. Back then, he shared a room with Tempest instead of with Marilyn. Even so, things still went well.

Right now, Jay and Marilyn would meet each other often. Even though they were husband and wife, Jay still found himself suppressing and holding back.

Marilyn thought otherwise.

She treated him as her man. After taking a shower, she wore a thin slip dress and embraced him from behind, acting coquettishly. "Darling, you haven't slept with me for so long. Tempest was there last time, so we couldn't do it because you had to take care of him. But now..."

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He tried his best to hold in the discomfort in his stomach and reminded himself that he was Marilyn's husband. Therefore, he had the obligation to fulfill his duties as a husband.

"Mm." He nodded with a frown.

Marilyn reached out and unbuttoned his shirt. When her slightly rough hands rubbed his delicate skin, Jay could not help it anymore.

pushed her away and ran to the bathroom,

the bathroom door, sighing. "What kind of strange disease

of the bathroom and slumped on the couch. "I'm sorry, Marilyn. Please give me

Marilyn nodded. "Mm."

other choice

did not say anything

quilt and went to her son's

trace of guilt emerged on

did hope to live with her in complete harmony and felicity as husband and

walked slowly to the next door. He tried to use his willpower to overcome his quirks, but as soon

to his room

would collapse

bathtub, and Jay's heartless

we should learn

anything to hurt her. You're not wrong to fall for me, Ms. Severe, but you're wrong when you fail to control your emotions and allow

the bubble of hope in Angeline's heart. Then, her world began

little blurry did she realize that her intermittent vision loss had recurred. Terrified to go

wet curly hair stuck to her back. Her bare face that carried no trace of makeup looked as fresh as a freshly peeled