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.

room, Marilyn sat on the couch

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 alone were enough to frighten her out

first, but she swallowed her words back in after

in her heart

had just returned

close the door, a figure suddenly came in from the side. When Marilyn took a

she asked in a shuddering

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

Take the money and go live your life. What are

Had I not killed the man who tried to rape you back then just to protect you, I wouldn't be jailed either and

however I want. Once I'm done toying with you, you will still have to

he dragged Marilyn into

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

It's not like he's

desires were met, the man told her with great satisfaction, "Remember, Marilyn Auberge, you're

in a hurry and hissed.