Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 2240

"Ack! You guys killed him!" another classmate exclaimed in horror.

Grayson looked at Jenson in astonishment and exclaimed, "That Savannah girl is absolutely amazing."

Jenson shot him a chilling glare and reminded Grayson in a cold voice, "You killed someone."

Only then did Grayson return to his senses and ran to the boy in a panic. He squatted down and tried to feel for the boy's breath before patting his chest. He then let out a sigh of relief. "He's still breathing." The male student looked at Grayson weakly. "The knife is stabbed into my stomach. Call the doctor."

Grayson turned him over and inspected his wound. It was a fruit knife with a shallow edge. The blade was pierced into his stomach while the back of the knife was still outside.

Hence, Grayson relied on common sense to conclude," Don't worry, little brother. You won't die from this.

Your wound isn't even as deep as the wound women get from childbirth. Stay strong."

The male student's face was turning pale from pain and he said, "But I think I'm dying. My strength is fading away."

Grayson called Grand Asia Hospital and said to the

injured male student, "The doctor will be here soon."

Afterward, he completely ignored the injured student. Grayson brought the topic back to Savannah again. His face was filled with admiration when he mentioned her.

"Jens, it seems like that Savannah girl really knows her stuff. She said that you'd encounter a bloodbath and you actually did. Will she really be the young lady of the Ares household in the future?" Jenson rolled his eyes at him, a cold aura lingering all over his body.

Grayson did not have to look at Jenson's sour face to feel his chilling aura. Being a supposedly wise man who would submit to circumstances, Grayson hurriedly tried to make up with Jenson by saying," Jens, who's Whitney? Is she the girl you like?"

Jenson's ears became inexplicably hot.

In the past few years, this name had been sealed in his heart. Jenson had never told anyone about the matters between him and Whitney.

He had a mature mind and was experienced and knowledgeable. Hence, he had a favorable impression of the big sister who showed concern and cared for him when he was a young teenager. That was when his love sprouted.

However, Jenson knew that such feelings were immature and would not be recognized by society. Hence, he tried his best to persuade himself not to

take such trifling matters so seriously.

Against all reason, the seed he planted suddenly sprouted under the rain and was nourished by the outside world after several years of dormancy. Those vague and obscure memories became clear again.

"I simply made it up," said Jenson.

Grayson smacked his lips and said, "I knew it. You've been staying with us elderly men for the past few years. I'm sure you had no time to date around." After thinking about it, Grayson questioned again," Wait. That's not right. When you were back in high school, weren't there many girls who liked you?" Jenson rolled his eyes at him. "Then you can go back to the high school to conduct a survey."

Grayson smiled at him naively and said, "Haha.

Alright, I believe you." Yet, he said inwardly, 'I'll head there and turn the entire school upside down to find out who Whitney is.'

Not long after, the people from Grand Asia Hospital came. They quickly brought the injured student away.

Hence, Grayson followed the medical team and left the dormitory.

Four students were sharing the dorm. After the injured student was sent to Grand Asia, the remaining two looked at Jenson in fright and said, "Why don't we switch dorms, Jenson? This Room 777 seems to bring bad luck, doesn't it? That Henry White guy was just fine last night but he suddenly went insane after waking up this morning. If we continue to stay with him, he'll kill us all sooner or later." Jenson looked at the nametags stuck onto the upper and lower bunk beds. From there, he knew that the dormmate talking to him was Timothy Sanders, while the other was Quinton Banners.