Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 648

"My Angeline deserves the grandest wedding. She should not have to marry me in such a pitiful manner," Jay said solemnly.

Angeline said seriously, "I don't feel pitiful. There's a lot of money in the bank card you gave me. So much that I won't be able to finish spending it in a lifetime." The expression on Jay's face darkened unnaturally when money was mentioned...

"What do you want?"

"Jaybie, the bank card can act as my dowry," Angeline replied smilingly.

Jay looked at her silently before he pulled her chin toward him and kissed her lightly on the lips.

"Well then, what are you going to give me?" Angeline's eyes sparkled as she anticipated her gift from her love.

"Myself!" Jay said as he pointed toward himself.

Angeline nearly choked on her saliva. As she coughed violently, she muttered, "That's not as good as money."

Jay pushed her away and glared at her angrily. "You dislike me?"

Angeline laughed dryly. "Love, I need the money."

"So I'm not important?" Jay would never have thought that there would be a day when he was jealous of

money.

Angeline shook her head. "Of course, my love is more important than money, hut..."

Her eyes glinted mischievously.

Jay had a feeling that he would not like whatever she said next.

As expected, Angeline's next words nearly caused him to burst a vessel.

"If I want my love, I can just pounce on him any time I please."

Jay,

Jay had no idea how to educate this shameless girl. He grabbed the bottle of Chateau Lafite-Rothschild on the table, opened it, and began chugging. "Love, aren't you allergic to alcohol?"

Angeline snatched the wine bottle away from him and smiled as she said, "This is some good stuff.

Josephine gave it to me." She lifted her head and began drinking when she finished speaking.

Jay thought to himself, 'This girl is already so bold and unconstrained when sober. Who knows what sort of indecencies she'll get up to under the influence of alcohol?" Angeline felt a gush of warmth settle all over her body after drinking the wine. She rubbed her body against his without restraint.

Sitting in his lap, she nuzzled, cuddled, and nibbled at him.

Her attachment toward him was both natural and influenced by alcohol. Jay chose to ignore the effects of alcohol.

"Love..." she called out to him in a pleading tone.

He could not bear to refuse her...

The canopy fluttered as the gentle breeze blew.

They were like two flaming balls of fire, desperate to mold themselves into each other. They would not stop until they were both ashes.

In the end, Jay drifted into a deep sleep from exhaustion.

"Goodnight, love."

Angeline gave him a light kiss on the forehead after she had finished dressing him.

Then, she picked up her clothes and dressed at lightning speed before rushing off toward Josephine's Flying Moon Cottage.

There was something wrong with that bottle of wine.