Sir Ares, Goodnight

After Grayson left, Marilyn started grumbling endlessly, "I know you're a man of high morals and that's why you refuse to accept alms from others, but can't you see what kind of life we're living? We don't have a single penny, and all the vegetables we ate today were the leftovers from the farmer's market. How are we supposed to live a life like this?"

There was a hint of anger in Jay's eyes. "And you served our guest with vegetables like that?"

His icy tone sent Marilyn shuddering with fear. She then cried and said, "No housewife can cook a meal without food and vegetables. What do you suppose I d o?"

Jay roared. "Bread alone is enough to fill someone's stomach."

Having said that, he turned around and left abruptly.

He shut himself in the bedroom and inadvertently swept his gaze across the Hacker Empire books on the bedside table.

A singsong voice rang out in his mind. 'Mr. Ben, these are my mommy's favorite books!'

They were strangers who had never met, yet even so, she was able to so generously give him her favorite

books. A woman who lived outside of the illusory and fantasy of fame like that was one he truly admired.

He pulled out one of the Hacker Empire books and started flipping through it slowly.

Marilyn sat

had rarely lost his temper at her. She was surprised to learn how terrifying he looked when he lost his temper. Even if he did not have an argument with her, those stern eyes

she swallowed her words back in

she felt a lingering fear in her

had just

she was about to close the door, a figure suddenly came in from the side.

are you here again?" she asked

soon as Ken walked in, he started hugging her unscrupulously. "I can't take it anymore, Marilyn.

didn't I? Take the money and go

can get rid of me with that bit of money? Listen up, Marilyn Auberge, you're mine. Had I not killed the man who

toy with you however I want. Once I'm done toying with you, you will still have to keep on supplying me

saying those words, he dragged Marilyn

he finds out about our affair, then you might as well forget about getting any

the heck is mysophobia? It's not like he's a rich young master or anything. Why are there so

desires were met, the man told her with

her shirt in a hurry and