Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 336

"Let's get you home, bubs."

Darkness shrouded over Garden Of A Diary.

Sitting quietly on the wooden chair in the patio, Jay became one with the night around him.

His only source of light being the diamond set watch on his wrist, its silver glow illuminating its hands.

The hour hand reached one o'clock.

Without an ounce of drowsiness, the hope in Jay's piercing eyes slowly dwindled as time ticked by.

Suddenly, a thud sounded off the side.

A lithe figure crawled up from the ground. Turning around, she was stunned in place with the sharp glare of a cell phone.

She lifted her arms to shield the flare only for her wrists to be caught by a pair of plier-like large hands the very next moment.

"Rose!"

Caught red-handed, Rose gave up on fighting back.

"Sir Ares, what are you doing awake so late at night?" she asked, evidently trying to get on his good side.

"Looking at the flowers," Jay replied.

Rose tilted up to stare at the starless sky. Who was he

trying to kid?

"What about you?" Jay asked.

Rose scratched the back of her neck and gave an awkward smile. "I must have been sleepwalking."

Jay was speechless."..."

"Are you awake now?"

Rose nodded. "The fall woke me up."

Then, she beamed a smile at him. "My apologies for interrupting you, Sir Ares. I'll be off now!"

She struggled to pull her hands out of his grasp as Jay did not seem to have any intentions of letting her leave.

"Come in and sit since you're already here anyway!"

Despite not wanting to leave, she would only do so after she had seen her kids. She plastered on an exasperated facade. "It'd be impolite of me to reject the offer when Sir Ares insists so." Jay held her hand as he trotted up the spiral stairs.

'Where on earth is this spiraling staircase bringing me to?' Rose pondered internally.

"Where are we going, Sir Ares?"

"You don't know?" Jay put on an expression of mock surprise. "Perhaps you haven't spent enough time at Garden Of A Diary."

Rose was left speechless this time."..."

Something felt off about the words he said.

The spiral staircase brought them straight to a secure room on the third floor. Upon entering, the room locked itself behind Rose.

Jay plopped himself on the chair in front of him. His actions, however casual they may be, oozed with arrogance and dignity.

"You've crossed my limit again, Rose Loyle." Jay leaned forward slightly.

Although there was neither a tinge of warmth nor emotion in his tone, Rose felt as if thunderclouds had gathered above her head, ready to rain fury upon her.

"How's Zetty doing lately, Sir Ares?" Rose missed Baby Zetty much more than she cared about the situation she was in.

"She's been crying every day for you ever since you left," Jay told her.

Rose's eyes burned with unshed tears. "Then did she tell you that she's actually your..."

Jay interrupted irritably before she could finish talking. "You threw your child to me so you could enjoy a life of freedom? Have you ever, for once, thought about the pain the child would be forced to go through?"

Rose lifted her gaze. "I thought you'd care for her, just like you do for Jens and Robbie."

"Of course, I'll care for her. She's my daughter," Jay replied.

Rose stared openly at him... "You knew?"

Out of a sudden, she roared, "Why did you mistreat her if you know that she's your daughter then?"

"You have no right to berate me right now. Not when you've left her behind without saying goodbye. How is abandonment different from this mistreatment you accuse me of?" Jay yelled angrily.

Feeling guilty, Rose murmured softly, "Isn't this what you've always wanted? You've come up with plan after plan to take my kids away from me. Aren't you supposed to be ecstatic now that I'm not fighting with you for them anymore?"