Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 2247

Storm smiled and said, "I know that it's the natural order of things, but I never expected that you, a frank and blunt man, would open your mind up to this. Chasing a girl, are you? You must've lost your mind. Fine, as your brothers, we'd definitely support you. I wish you the best of luck."

Grayson rubbed his chin and said with a smile, "With my fellow brothers' support, it'd be like receiving assistance from the gods. I'll definitely win over Andy and then I'll ask her to give me sons. I'll make all of you my sons' godfathers."

Hearing that they had to be godfathers, Storm hurriedly pushed Tempest outside while saying, "We don't need any godsons. We're embarrassingly short of money here, and we don't have the funds to give them pocket money."

Grayson pointed at them and cursed, "Stingy bastards!"

Imperial Capital University.

When Jenson returned to the dormitory, he noticed that their dormmate, Henry, had returned from the hospital.

Quinton and Timothy put their guard up against him as though he was a madman. The two lay on the upper bunk beds in the middle of the day while Henry sat at the desk below, chatting with them somewhat idly.

When Jenson pushed the door to head in, he stared at Henry for a short while.

"I'm back." His expression remained calm.

Quinton and Timothy winked at Jenson incessantly from the upper bunks.

Jenson mocked them. "What's the matter? Are you on your periods and trying to make yourselves feel warmer in bed?"

The two were embarrassed by Jenson's cold humor.

Timothy pressed his luck and spoke bluntly, "Aren't you afraid of him... relapsing, Jenson?"

Afterward, the three people's gazes shifted to Henry somewhat meaningfully. Henry asked with a smile, "Are you all afraid of me slashing you?"

Timothy swallowed his saliva. "When you went insane that day, didn't you disembowel yourself?"

Henry protested, saying, "I didn't do such a thing. I merely slipped and injured myself."

Then, Henry tried explaining his unmentionable illness to everyone with a serious look. "I admit that I do have a mental illness, but it's under control and I'm stable now. As long as I take my medication every day, I'll be no different from a normal person. Don't be afraid of me. Even if my illness erupts, I won't hurt anyone."

Timothy and Quinton said while trembling, "So you really are insane... Please don't hurt us... We have parents and siblings to care for..."

"Also... Remember to take your medication."

Henry smiled at them and said, "I got it."

After talking about the matter, Timothy and Quinton overcame their fear and climbed down from the upper bunks.

The four of them gathered around the long desk and began to chat.

Henry said, "I heard that you were the ones who donated money for my medical expenses. I'm truly grateful for it. I'll pay you back. How much was it?"

Timothy waved his hand and said graciously, "It's not a lot of money so you don't have to pay it back."

Quinton responded with a hint of unwillingness, "Your family rears chickens for a living. How could we ask you for our money back?"

Henry said, "Oh."

Jenson suddenly asked Henry, "How much is your monthly allowance?"

Henry answered honestly, "I'm the only son, so my family's money is all mine. I can use as much as I want."

"But you still need to have money to be able to spend i t," Quinton teased him.

Henry chuckled and said, "I do. My family does have

money. We even have our own driver and maid."

"So what kind of academic qualifications do your driver and maid have?" Timothy asked.

"They don't have any. I suppose they were just farmers before working for us."

Timothy pursed his lips and said, "So that means your family is still poor."

Jenson reminded him, "Do you think families that can hire drivers and maids are poor?"

Timothy came to his senses and exclaimed, "Wait, I don't have a driver or maid back home! Pay up, Henry."