Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 387

Jay carried Rose back to the Fragrant Vessel Court where the family doctor quickly arrived with his medicinal case. After a quick check-up, he concluded, "Miss Rose has what's called nutritional-deficiency anemia."

Jay frowned as he stared at the check-up report filled densely with arrows.

After the doctor left, Jay sat blankly by the bed.

His heart clenched as his eyes traced over Rose's hollowed cheeks.

What life had she been living for the past seven years?

Under her care, their children had grown healthily while she herself was a mess.

Perhaps it was time for him to take extraordinary measures.

After having awoken, Rose was met with the sight of Jay's thoroughly striking features staring back at herself depressingly.

Having gotten used to his dignified expression, Rose could not help the itching feeling that something was wrong. Fearfully, she grabbed Jay's hand. "Sir Ares, am I going to die?"

Amusement flashed in his eyes.

"Any last words?" he asked calmly.

"After... I die, could you... Remain a widower?" her doelike eyes blinked at him as she murmured embarrassedly.

"Nope."

"Then, if you're going to replace a stepmom for Jens and the rest, could you replace a woman as soft as me? The kind of woman who can't win Robbie in a fight, can't win Jens in an argument, nor win Zetty in terms o causing trouble for no reason. That way, I'll be at peace even after I die."

The corners of Jay's lips twitched actively.

"You're worried about the kids?"

Rose's eyes reddened. "Yeah."

"Then take care of yourself and live. Or else, I can't promise what kind of woman I'll replace to torture your children."

Aghast, Rose jumped up. "Do you have to be so cruel, Sir Ares? They're your children too."

At that, Rose was immediately ecstatic as she realized that she had no problems moving. "I'm alright?"

Jay stared at the cute lady in front of him. He could not help but chuckle at how she thought of her kids before her 'impending death'.

Pulling her onto him, he cupped her face and kissed her.

Realizing where they were headed, Rose immediately blushed and protested. "But Sir Ares, I'm still sick."

Jay teased shamelessly by her ears. "I'll be very gentle!"

Rose lay on the bed after a round, exhausted. She was in no position to resist at all!

"Let's get married, baby."

That moment, Rose heard the stubborn persistence in Jay's baritone voice.

Rose tensed, feeling as if something in her heart had cracked and shattered to pieces.

This "baby' Jay used reignited every spark of love and hate she had accumulated for him from both her lives.

She remembered how he used to call her that in her past life whenever he was drunk.

She remembered the thick desire in his eyes, yet he always rejected her despite how she provoked him.

How euphoric she felt, thinking it was out of respect.

However, she knew now that he disdained her.

Today, he called her "baby' again.

Men were indeed animals who thought with the organ between their legs. He would call Rose 'baby', just like how he called Angeline 'baby'. It seemed that as long as they fulfilled his desires, he could call anyone that!

He was a playboy. How had she not seen through him her past life?

Forcing the tears back where they came from, Rose regained her composure. "Do you mean it, Sir Ares?"

Pressing her hand against his heart, his tone dripped surprisingly with hurt. "I'll use my whole life to answer that question."

By her side, he fell soundlessly asleep.