Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)

"What do you plan to do?" Rose asked apprehensively.

She wanted to know if he had any motives for going out of his way to buy the house from Sean.

Sean was at a loss for a reply. So what if he was her landlord? All he wanted was for her to live a little more comfortably. 1

"I wasn't planning on anything," he said.

Rose was confused. That man always had a clear goal for his investments and would never take any unnecessary risks, so what was his actual purpose in purchasing the house?

Jay furrowed his brows as he looked at the tired woman.

"Where have you been?" He asked coldly.

Rose was exasperated. "I wouldn't have gone out if Your Highness didn't ask me to get a new bed and frame for him."

Jay was surprised. "You went to the physical store?

"Why didn't you just buy it online?" He said, rather displeased.

Rose slumped on the couch. She wagged her slippered feet.

Her silliness was impressive.

"I'm afraid that if I don't test it myself, you'll blame me for not choosing a proper one." She closed her eyes tiredly.

He would not have minded whatever she bought, as long as it was not something that was not previously owned by Sean Bell.

As long as she liked it.

"Isn't it just a bed? I'm not that picky," he said.

However, when the delivery truck arrived with the replica antique bed that Rose had bought, and when the furniture installers spent a whole two hours assembling just the feet of the frame, Jay almost regretted what he said earlier.

"What bed is this?" His brows were tightly locked together when he looked at the vivid redness and the incredible detail of the replica antique bed.

Rose felt incoming danger and kept far away from him.

"That's... an antique replica bed, Sir Ares," she said softly.

"I know that. I'm asking you, what's all that nonsense that's carved on it?"

Rose dared not give him an answer.

"Those are ancient fertility symbols," the furniture installer answered.

Jay's anger dissipated. "Ancient fertility symbol?" He looked at Rose curiously. "Is that so?"

There was a hint of a smile in the corner of his eyes.

Rose tucked her head in like a quail. "That's the most expensive bed in the entire department store. That's why I got it," she said timidly.

He hoped that she did not spend all the money he gave her on the bed and accessories. 'Can't this girl be a little more materialistic and shrewd? At least, know how to think for herself?' "Silly girl," he said those two words coolly.

Rose had evidently misunderstood him again. She thought that he was not satisfied with the bed and immediately channeled her inner salesperson, "This bed is sturdy and beautiful, Sir Ares. Most importantly, you can easily hang a mosquito net from the posts. It's cheaper and friendlier to the environment than mosquito repellents. Also... it's covered by screens on three sides, so there's only a twenty-five percent chance of falling off the bed..."

Jay could feel a headache creeping in. "That's not important. Most importantly, the fertility symbols are a nice touch," he retorted coolly. 3

'So does he like the bed I chose?'