Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 1068

"You jinx! Since I met you, I was sent to prison and am now at risk of being killed. I have the worst luck ever.

"How I hope I'll never see you again. Not even in my next life!"

Marilyn remained silent in the face of Ken's accusations.

Both she and Ken owed and hated each other.

Jay gazed at Ken with a dark and profound gaze, questioning, "Who did this to you?"

Ken answered grumpily, "I can't say."

He had received a threat from Grayson. If he said a word to Ben at all, then he would be skinned alive into a human stick.

All color had completely drained from Marilyn's face. Her soul had left her body from fright after seeing what happened to Ken. Tiger scurried over with his short legs. "Mommy."

Marilyn held Tiger and covered his eyes with her hand, begging Jay. "Send him away, Ben. Don't let him frighten our son."

Jay glanced at Marilyn with sinister and cold eyes. He felt conflicted by her words.

Even so, he did not want an innocent child to be involved in their conflict, hence he said to the courier, "Send him back to where he came from."

Without any hesitation, the courier wrapped Ken up again and pushed him out with his cart.

Marilyn could hear Ken's exasperated cry. "Marilyn, you need to stop being so selfish or you won't end well."

When the courier knocked on the package, Ken finally clammed up.

Even though Ken was only here for only a brief moment, his presence had seemingly left a bomb in Marilyn's heart. She felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. "Ben, who on earth did that to Ken? Will they do that to me too?" Marilyn paced back and forth in the house, muttering to herself.

Jay sat on the couch acting as though he had not heard the panic in her voice.

Marilyn peeped at Jay several times, and when she realized that he no longer cared for her as much as he did before, she could not help but panic even more. "Maybe we should call the police, Ben. What if these gangsters treat me the same way? I'm scared..."

When she noticed how indifferent Jay was, Marilyn restructured her words and said, "It's okay if they hurt me, but what are we going to do if they hurt our son?" Jay held the fennel and said in a lukewarm tone, "A good conscience is a soft pillow."

Marilyn,

Jay picked up his coat from the couch and walked outside.

Marilyn rushed up to him and embraced Jay tightly from behind. "Don't go, Ben. I'm afraid. Please stay with me."

Jay pushed her to the ground in an almost instinctive manner. "Don't touch me," he said with a livid expression.

Marilyn was bathing in tears. She grabbed his leg and begged him. "I saved you back then, Ben. Can't that be a reason for you to stay? Please?"

Jay frowned and retracted his long legs.

"You're really foolish," Jay sneered, "If my guess is right, the person who injured Ken is probably my closest kin. You'll only be in danger if you keep forcing me to stay with you." "But you can intercede for me, can't you, Ben?" Marilyn said, crying for the moon.

Jay replied, "Why should I intercede for you? You deceived me. You deserve punishment for what you did."

Marilyn stared incredulously at him. The tenderness he had shown her back then was now replaced by

indifference.

This man could be both fire and ice.