Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)

"So if I bully you, you can accept it if I just say sorry?" Jay asked with a low voice.

Jay was pleased that the silly woman was so gullible.

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"... You're the one who came into my room last night, Sir Ares," she was incredibly frustrated.

"Are you saying that I came to your room to be bullied? "A hint of a smile appeared on Jay's melancholic face.

"I didn't mean that, Sir Ares," She did not know how to explain herself.

He got up and sat on the bed. He furrowed his brows unhappily when he saw that he was still wearing his white shirt.

Rose could feel a horrible aura emanating from the man. He was manifesting his morning tantrum.

"What's wrong, Sir Ares?" Rose asked uneasily.

"You ought to replace everything on this bed before tonight," he spoke haltingly.

Rose's eyes fell on the white bedding. The bedding was soft, comfortable, and made of pure cotton. It was also a plain color that he liked. Why was he dissatisfied with it?

"Why should I have to change it?" She felt it was quite troublesome.

"It's not comfortable when I sleep on it." He lifted his head and looked angrily at her.

"This is Cloudy Dreams and not Horizon Colors, Sir Ares," she reminded him.

In other words, he did not have to stay there.

Jay's eyes were about to spew fire as he looked into her eyes. "I know." He sounded furious.

Rose was confused. If he knew that he was not at his house, then why did he command her so?

"You don't have to sleep here if you don't like it," She gritted her teeth and spelled out her intentions to him.

"Robbie is here. I'll come and accompany my son as often as I like," he said shamelessly.

Rose was at a loss for a reply.

"So what kind of bedding do you want, then?" Rose asked frustratedly.

Is this guy trying to find fault with me? My meager salary cannot maintain his high standards of living.

"Whatever is fine." Fortunately, he had a shred of conscience.

Rose smacked her lips and sighed. "Alright, I'll go to the department store and get a new one."

Jay thought for a while and demanded. "Change the bed frame too." What is wrong with him?' Rose's temper instantly flared. Her hands were on her hips, and her chest was heaving violently out of anger. "What's wrong?" Jay looked at her innocently.

"You don't have enough money? I can give you money."

He was pushing his luck.

Rose's temper instantly dissipated when she saw his innocent face. 'Alright, I'll change the bedframe too, only because you're handsome.'

She turned around and walked outside. "Give the kindergarten a call and confirm that the kids are safe. I'll go to the department store now!"

Jay stared at her slight figure. "Come back."

Rose turned around. "What is it now?"

"Can you handle that by yourself?"

Rose's independent spirit flared. She thought that he was looking down on her. "It's just changing one bed, right? I can even change everything in this room by myself."

Jay looked around the room. It was small but cozy.

He felt especially blessed when he was reminded that he had spent the night with Rose on the same bed.

"If you're that capable, how about renovating the entire house?"