Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 1075

Angeline said, "You don't get to decide whether this is worth it or not. I alone have the final say."

Jay nodded. "Do whatever you want."

He then turned around and walked away like a breeze.

Angeline was dumbfounded...

'Do whatever you want? What was that supposed to mean?

Was... Was he implying that she could pursue him?

"Yay!" Angeline cheered.

When Jay came home after work, Marilyn was sitting quietly on the couch. The moment she saw Jay, there were mixed emotions in Marilyn's eyes. It was a mixture of anticipation, reluctance, and unwillingness.

"You're still here?"

Marilyn felt as though she was struck by lightning.

"Ms. Severe told you everything?" she asked in a trembling voice.

Jay nodded.

He then ignored her and walked straight to his room.

Marilyn bit her lip secretly. Angeline was right. He

seemed to hate her very much.

Despite that, Marilyn refused to believe that this was the same Ben who used to be so gentle and tender to her back in the fishing village.

She got up from the couch and walked toward Jay.

"I'm leaving, Ben. Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Jay looked a little startled.

Initially, he wanted to tell Marilyn that he would recompense her for saving him.

However, Angeline had already said these words and did these things for him, and more so, better than him. Hence, there was no need for him to go through the trouble of doing it all over again. Besides, he did not want to waste his breath talking to Marilyn either.

"Bon voyage." A blessing was the only thing he could give her.

Marilyn looked at him with longing in her eyes. "Ben, Ms. Severe may have given me a lot of money to leave you, but as long as you ask me to stay, I'll give her the money back and stay with you forever." Jay turned around, a cold air lingering around his icy body.

"Marilyn Auberge, I was initially intending to save your dignity, but since you refuse to be self-dignified, then I guess there's no need for me to show you any respect either."

Jay's voice sounded intimidating as he approached Marilyn step by step. He was hissing through his gritted teeth.

"If you had spread the news immediately after rescuing me and Tempest three years ago, then maybe my family would have found me, but you didn't. My family thought I was dead because I went missing for s o long and they couldn't find me. Did you know that your selfishness broke my family? They were probably in great despair and deep anguish because of you. You deserve to die."

Marilyn staggered, her pupils widening as she stared incredulously at the furious-looking Jay.

When she saved them, she thought that Ben would be deeply grateful for her kindness and listen to her his whole life.

What she did not expect, however, was that Ben would hate her to such an extent.

"Ben, we've been husband and wife for three years. As the saying goes, a day together as husband and wife means endless devotion for the rest of your life. Is the relationship we share not enough to make you stay..." Marilyn's eyes were misty.

Jay was so furious that his veins bulged up. He roared, saying, "Whenever I think about the endless pain you brought to my family because of your selfishness, the last bit of kindness I have for you turns into boundless hatred!

"I finally know why I'm so disgusted whenever I see you. That's because we were never husband and wife to start with."

His words hit Marilyn so hard that they sent her crashing to the ground.

Despite that, she continued to ask, unwilling to give u p, "Ben, can you tell me if you've ever liked me in the past three years-even just a little bit?"

"No," Jay replied resolutely, "I have no feelings for you at all. If there's any at all, then it will only be hatred."

"Looks like I was just being delusional." Marilyn's tears rolled down her cheeks.

She clambered to her feet awkwardly and walked into her and Tiger's bedroom desolately, packing her luggage tearfully.

Jay was sitting by the piano when she left with Tiger dragging her luggage behind her.

Marilyn kept looking back, yet what she saw was only Jay's cold and calm expression. He looked neither happy nor sad about her departure. Dread and desolation filled Marilyn's heart.

Was it true that... what he had left for her was only hatred?