Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 401

Rain fell harder. There were no roads in front of her for it was densely packed with bushes after bushes that never seemed to end.

Pushing the bushes apart with both her hands, Rose found footprints the other woman left behind and trudged on with difficulty.

After quite some time, she had finally walked out of the thorny bushes only to stand in front of a uniquely designed mushroom house. 'Why are there buildings of such styles here?'

Dazed, Rose paced back and forth in front of the mushroom house. She was curious about the world behind those doors, yet afraid that it would lead her to pieces of truth that she should not be aware of.

In the end, curiosity overtook Rose and she pushed the small door of the house. Thanks to her small body, she was able to climb in.

It was dark inside, but she could vaguely tell that the room was spacious from the little bouts of light the hole in the door provided.

Groping her way through the dark, Rose found that the inside of the dome reminded her of a maze-A maze with a shape that felt eerily familiar.

It was almost like she had come here before.

At that, confusing scenes threatened to play in her mind while Rose suffered the attack of another splitting headache.

To relieve the pain, Rose had no other choice but to squat down clutching her head in her hands.

Interesting scenes played repetitively in her mind.

"You've entered somewhere forbidden and learned things you should not have, little girl. We can't possibly let you leave with such secrets, now can we ...? Scandals of the Ares family must only remain here, in the dark where no light will ever replace it."

"Don't worry, little girl. I'll inject you with our newest drug, and you'll forget everything that happened here."

"This drug's only effective for six months, though. Whatever shall we do? You'll still have to die six months later."

"How much do you love me, Jaybie? Is it more than the stars in the sky, deeper than the waters of the seas, and higher than the altitude of Mount Everest?"

"My heart doesn't have much space. I can't fit so many stars, can't fit the vast waters of the seas, nor can I fit tall mountains that brave the toughest winds. There's only enough room for one small person, and that's you."

"Did you know? That I had such a deplorable birth," the desperately restrained voice of a man drifted by her ear, "I've never been worthy of a person as perfect a s you, Angeline Severe. Move on from me!" "I don't care whether the status of your birth is noble o r lowly, Jaybie. I love you for you."

"I need you, Angeline. Let's get married, okay?"

"Okay. I'm coming to Imperial Capital. Wait for me."

This was followed by a sharp whistle.

Taking ragged breaths, Rose tried to rid her mind of the scenes only to realize in shock that these were all her memories.

Her heart rejoiced at once, elated as she had recovered what she lost.

She had lost so many precious memories.

Now, she remembered. The person who wanted to harm her was never Jaybie but rather the ant in this mushroom house. With that train of thought, Rose's chest tensed as she staggered and ran back. It was too dangerous for her to stay here. Jaybie would worry if he could not replace her.

Right then, the door closed and filled the cave. The exit had been blocked!

All of a sudden, the cave lit up. Turning around in fear, Rose was met with the sight of a man whose appearance mirrored Jay Ares' with an uncanny resemblance.

"Of all the roads to choose, Miss, you decided to take the one to hell."

Rose held her breath. Curling her hands into fists by her side, her awareness of her surroundings heightened. This man was dangerous.

"History just likes to repeat itself, doesn't it? After his little sweetheart barged in seven years ago, who would've thought that his current beloved woman would do the same seven years later as well? It must be God's will."

"What do you want?" Rose questioned angrily.

"Don't worry, Miss. We won't hurt you. Although, you'll be participating in a very exciting game!"

Rose's delicate features paled. These people were avid inventors of drugs that manipulated one's consciousness. If they succeeded, she would end up becoming their puppet.

"You wish."