Sir Ares, Goodnight

Chapter 224

"Rose Loyle, are you willing to remarry Jay?" Grand Old Master Ares said rather directly.

Rose's eyes widened in surprise. She could not believe what she had just heard. Surely she misheard?

The opportunity to achieve her previous dream of wanting to be Mrs. Ares had just suddenly materialized right in front of her. 1

Back then, she would have been jumping for joy.

However, now she did not feel even an ounce of joy.

Her previous seven-year marriage with Jay was a disaster.

During that time, she was humbled, endured pain, and struggled.

Her fiery love for him had been quenched by his heartlessness and indifference. 1

During that time, she could not even afford to fall sick. If she did, his unconcernedness would be too much for her to bear.

"No, I'm not,” she said in a low voice.

He thought she would have happily said yes, but for some reason, she rejected him?

Being married to him had long been her dream, had it not?

Jay turned blue in the face.

Grand Old Master Ares looked at the distraught Jay and wondered. His grandson was one in a million, but somehow Rose wanted to reject him. This was really unexpected.

"Jay, you should know what to do now." Grand Old Master Ares stood up and said to Jay with a darkened expression, "You're still young. You still have a long road ahead. Don't sacrifice your future because of a woman."

Then, he turned to Rose and said in a strict tone, "If you have no intentions of remarrying Jay, you should keep your distance." This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

He left the room after that.

Everyone dispersed and things went back to normal.

Rose went back to the second floor and started packing her bags.

Grand Old Master Ares was right. She was not part of the family, so staying there would not be right.

Someday, this mansion would have a mistress too.

Jay followed her. His body was leaning against the door and he had his hands in his pockets. He looked casual, but inside, he was agitated. "Rose, why aren't you willing to remarry?”

Rose looked at him with a dazed expression. Why was she not willing to remarry? It was because he did not even love her.

Marriages that did not have love at the heart of them would inevitably end in divorce.

"Sir Ares, I may be dumb, but I won't be fooled twice.” She stared into his eyes and noticed they were unusually bright like the stars in the night sky.

Busy packing her bags, she did not notice Jay’s depressed expression.

He suddenly surged forward and pressed Rose against the drawing board. "What if it's for the kids? Would you be willing to remarry then?”

Rose replied, "I love my children, but I won't endure unjust treatment for them. I shouldn't live my life for anyone else. That would be the biggest mistake."

Seven years ago, she gave herself to him only to be hurt and bruised.

Her persistence made Jay livid. He let go of her. Rose was unstable and fell toward the drawing board behind her.

The board fell to the ground, and the white cloth covering it parted a little, revealing a corner.

Rose’s first reaction after falling was not to examine the cut on her arm but to frantically cover the drawing board.

On the drawing board was her drawing of a younger Jay.

Jay's gaze was initially fixed on Rose' arm, but it shifted to the board the moment he saw her trying to cover it again.