Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 949

Angeline,

Damn it. How did he actually move her back then when he seduced her like that?

Why was he so disgusted now when she was practically doing the same thing?

The driver could hardly hold back his laughter.

Thinking how embarrassing this was, Angeline threatened the driver viciously. "Laugh again and I'll ask the doctor to inject you with two doses of Clostridium botulinum." The driver had no choice but to stifle his laughter.

When the Ferrari pulled over at Garden Of A Diary, Angeline yanked Jay out of the car by pulling one end of the cotton cloth that bound Jay's wrists. He walked toward the house.

Jay's dashing face looked darker than ashes. He felt extremely humiliated for being treated like livestock by a she-devil.

Angeline pulled him into the bedroom. She took out a pair of handcuffs from the drawer and handcuffed his left hand to the bedpost, then untied the cloth that was tied around his wrists. Jay tried to break free from the handcuffs, but it was to no avail.

He glared furiously at Angeline and scolded, "You pervert!"

Angeline sneered and asked, "So you think that this is really perverted too?"

Damn, did the word 'pervert' not cross this man's mind at all when he did the same to her back then?

Jay struggled with all his might. "Let go of me."

Angeline's gaze fell on his thin, chapped lips. Then, she turned around and went downstairs.

Soon, she brought a glass of freshly-squeezed fruit juice upstairs and gave it to him. "Drink it."

Jay darted her a dark and vigilant glare. "I'm not thirsty."

Angeline could read his mind very well. How could she not know what he was worried about? She assured him immediately, saying, "Don't worry, I didn't spike your drink." Jay put on a look of disbelief.

Angeline let out a sly smile. "Even if I did want to do anything to you, I wouldn't choose to drug you. Don't you think it's boring to knock you out?"

Jay's charming face instantly turned black as coal. Why was this she-devil making dirty jokes all the time?

Last he remembered, they were not so close as to speak to each other in such an unhindered manner,

right?

Seeing how reluctant he was to drink the juice, she went over straight away and pried his mouth open, pouring the juice into his mouth.

Jay admitted defeat in a second. "I'll do it myself."

He then took the cup compliantly and started drinking.

Angeline smiled mischievously when she watched him finish the juice. "You guessed it right. I did spike your drink."

Jay was furious. "What the hell did you give me?"

Angeline said nonchalantly, "Probiotics."

Jay,"..."

Angeline toyed with his feelings so much that his mood was rising and falling like a rollercoaster.

Suddenly, Angeline received Grayson's call.

Angeline answered the phone and heard Grayson saying, "Ms. Severe, I have news about Master Ares."

Angeline darted a reticent glance at Jay and patted him on the head like she was stroking her pet dog. "I need to answer this. I'll be back real quick." Then, she got up and went out.

Jay looked with disgust at her huge dark eyes, long false eyelashes, dark, black eyeliner, and the exaggerated amount of black eye shadow. It was obvious that her gothic makeup had made his heart creep, but strangely, he did not feel revolted when she touched his head.

This was simply too strange.

In the past few years, even his wife Marilyn could not get close to him. 1

Outside the door.

Angeline listened carefully to Grayson as he reported," I heard the fishermen saying that he was picked up by a woman called Marilyn Auberge three years ago. The fisherman said that when Marilyn picked him up, he brought a boy in a vegetative state back with him. After he married Marilyn, they had a son together. Marilyn was the one who has been supporting the family for the past few years. He lived a destitute life... The villagers and his mother-in-law look down on him very much."

After hanging up the call, Angeline squatted on the ground with her back against the wall. He had a family now. Was she supposed to barge into his life then?