Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)

When he reached out to grab the cloth, Rose suddenly flipped over and covered the entire drawing board with her body. Her hands gripped the cloth tightly. "What obscene thing did you draw this time?" Jay crouched in front of her and asked suspiciously.

Rose lifted her head to look at him and said sheepishly. "My drawing skills are horrible. I'd rather you not see it."

Jay suddenly lifted her with both of his hands. Her face turned pale from shock, though she hugged the drawing board tightly.

The tighter Rose's grip was on the drawing board, the more curious Jay became.

"Let go." Jay was trying his very best to hold back his laughter when he saw Rose's expression, as though her life depended on not showing him the drawing.

He suddenly flipped her around and turned her face-u P-

He leaned closer to her mischievously. His lips were about to touch hers, and he could taste her nervousness.

His hand abruptly pulled the drawing board from her grip. He placed her on the floor and tore away the white cloth that covered the drawing board.

On the paper clipped to the drawing board was a sketch of a man without a face. The man wore a white T-shirt and had long, flowing black hair. On his slender fingers was a four-leaf clover ring. He could see that the subject of the drawing was a younger version of him, even though there were no facial features.

The drawing was lifelike.

The artist must have been a master.

What made him even more surprised was that the drawing was clearly done in Angeline's style.

Jay stared at Rose, who was looking at him uneasily.

His heart surged with excitement. All his doubts vanished.

She was truly Angeline!

His Angeline!

There was no doubt about it!

"Your skills are not bad," he praised her, trying to hide the euphoria in his heart.

Rose breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he did not recognize her.

"You flatter me," Rose snatched the drawing board and once again covered the drawing.

"Why don't you draw his face? Has he done something unmentionable?" Jay asked.

On the contrary, the younger Jay Ares was Rose's pride and joy. 1

Rose could not bear to hear anything negative about her Jay. "No, it's because he's too perfect. My skills cannot evoke even one-tenth of his perfection," she retorted. Jay's eyes brimmed with joy.

Ever since they were young, she had been chasing behind him, calling him "Jaybie", never hiding her affection for him.

Her love for him was brash and unrestrained.

On the other hand, the slightly older Jay acted more modestly. He would be red in the face with embarrassment and coolly leave.

She did not know that he was embarrassed, and she would always be disappointed by his detachment. 'Why do you always ignore me, Jaybie?" 'Silly girl!'

That was always how he had wanted to reply to her, though he never called her that.

"Are you sure you want to move out, Rose?"

Now that he knew that she was the Angeline he loved, there was no reason for him to let her go anymore.

"Grand Old Master Ares is right. You'll be married soon anyway. I wouldn't want to be an extraneous presence in your house," Rose said bitterly. Rose packed her luggage and tugged the handle.

Jay placed his hands on hers. Rose wanted to pull away but his hands were firmly secured over hers like shackles.

"If you move out, what happens if Jens misses you?" His charming eyes sparkled with a cunning light.

"If you don't mind it, Sir Ares, you can always bring Jens over to visit," she said without hesitation.