Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 604

Jay said, "If you can answer one question correctly, I'll help you."

Angeline then looked at the ten questions seriously. Except for the last question, the other questions were way too difficult.

Angeline whined, "Whoever came up with these questions must be a lunatic. How otherwise could it be difficult for even a genius like me? As the saying goes, there's a fine line between a genius and a mad man. A genius and a lunatic are clearly people of two worlds- "

Jay said coolly, "I came up with these questions."

Angeline gulped. The conversation turned from contempt and disdain to flattery instantly. "Sir Ares, your IQ is so high that normal people like me are too inferior to bear comparison! No wonder I can't solve these questions. Sir Ares, why don't you instruct me a little?"

Jay said, "Hmm? Didn't you say I was a lunatic?"

"Sir Ares, lunacy is synonymous with genius."

Jay pushed his wheelchair out with a dark expression.

Angeline let out a long breath!

That night, Angeline was burning the midnight oil while Jay sat in his wheelchair reading while

observing her.

When the clock passed 12 o'clock, Jay could no longer bear it and shouted at her, "I want to sleep."

Angeline suddenly realized that her main job was to serve this master.

She walked out of the side room and apologized. "Sir Ares, I'm sorry. I was negligent."

When she was about to carry him onto the bed, Jay changed his mind at the last minute. "I want to bathe first."

Angeline, "..."

Jay looked at her who was at a loss. His enchanting and dewy eyes were filled with grievance. "I haven't washed in a long time."

A gentleman, especially a gentleman who was usually too tough to ask for help, was suddenly looking at her with puppy eyes. Angeline felt that even her metal armor was melted.

"Okay, I'll run the bath for you." She ran into the bathroom and soon, the sound of water flowing from the tap could be heard.

Angeline then ran to the wardrobe. When choosing his pajamas for him, Jay suddenly said, "Give me the black one."

Angeline looked at the black clothes on him, then at the black pajamas. She felt that it was all the colors of mourning clothes. She instantly understood that he was secretly paying homage to his passing parents.

Angeline glanced at her cerulean work clothes and suddenly said, "Sir Ares, can I not wear my work clothes tomorrow?"

Jay looked at her with uncertainty. "Why?"

Angeline smiled. "Sir Ares likes black color. If I also wear black, then Sir Ares' mood will definitely be brighter. This is good for Sir Ares' recovery." Jay was shocked.

A touch of warmth swept across his heart.

This silly girl. If she knew that the people who he wanted to pay homage to were the murderers who killed her, would she still follow his footsteps so simple-mindedly? "Please go out," Jay's expression suddenly darkened.

He did not want Angeline to treat him so nicely without the truth.

Angeline, however, shook her head and refused. "Sir Ares, I won't go out. You have limited mobility and the bathroom is slippery. What if you slip and fall?"

Jay squinted at her. "There's a distinction between males and females."

Angeline crushed her integrity, fed it to the dogs, and said, "I'm fine. It doesn't matter if I'm at a little disadvantage."

Jay looked at her wordlessly and said, "The one at a disadvantage is me, not you."

Angeline,

Were girls not at more of a disadvantage for this kind of thing?