Sir Ares, Goodnight

Chapter 232

It would have been a squeeze if Jay and Jens stayed for the night.

Jay was more than six feet tall. He would not agree to sleep on a child-sized bed.

"No," Rose rejected him determinedly, "There's no place for you to sleep here."

Jens stood up and said to Mommy coyly," Mommy, Daddy and I can fit on a bed."

Rose did not quite believe it and looked at Jay. Jay nodded.

Rose remained worried, as though she had kept a ticking time bomb beside her.

That night, Robbie sneaked into Jens's room and happily played with their toys together. They played until they were overcome with fatigue, and they collapsed on the bed.

Meanwhile, Zetty slept in Robbie's room.

Everything was quiet in the dark night.

Rose was lying on her bed when she suddenly heard her door creak open. She thought that one of the children might have sneaked in, but in the next moment, she saw Jay lift her blanket and lie down next to her.

"Sir Ares?" Rose bounced up from her sleeping position.

"The bed is too small, and I can't stretch my legs. I can't sleep that way," Jay's voice sounded resentful.

Rose was flustered. "Can't you bear it for just one night, Sir Ares?"

She had to maintain her innocence somehow, even at the cost of Jay's discomfort!

"No," Jay said childishly.

"Can't you at least be considerate about my reputation and innocence, Sir Ares?" Rose tried to reason with him.

He peered at Rose's face. In the darkness of the room, his eyes reflected a cold light, like a lone star that shone in the night sky.

"You've already given birth to my children. What innocence do you think you have?" He pulled her over closer to him. 1

Rose fidgeted uneasily.

He suddenly pinned his long leg over her body. "Don't move. You're disturbing my sleep."

Rose lay there quietly, like a puppet.

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However, she waited for a long time but did not hear

Jay snore. Rose could not take it anymore and asked sheepishly, "Sir Ares... haven't you always disliked women touching you?"

"Mm," Jay replied curtly.

He hated women touching him, but she was the only exception.

Rose patted his leg. "So what's the meaning of this, Sir Ares?"

"Oh, can't you tell? I'm trying to force myself to not hate you!" Jay said.

"Did someone else transmigrate into your body today? " Rose asked.

'Transmigrate?

'She knows about transmigration?'

Jay opened his sparkling eyes and sat up. "What do you mean by 'transmigrate'?"

He peered into her eyes unblinkingly.

The room was pitch-black, but he could accurately discern her emotions in her eyes.

A long time later, Rose said softly, "Oh, it's like, your body is taken over by someone else's soul, but that's the stuff of fantasy stories. It's not true."

She spoke those words calmly, but they had created huge waves in his heart.

His eyes sparkled with an ecstatic light in the darkness of the room.

'You're back, Angeline.'