Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 982

Ultimately, Angeline walked Jay back to his dormitory.

Jay reminded her with an ice-sculpted face. "I'm home."

Angeline looked at Tourmaline Estate's initial form on the construction site and suddenly felt like she was dreaming.

"Yeah, you are home."

Tourmaline Estate was Jaybie's home.

She was committed to rebuilding Tourmaline Estate just so she could give him a home.

Jay turned around and walked in.

"Brother Ben!" Angeline called out to him unexpectedly.

Jay turned around...

Angeline rushed forward without any warning and pressed her lips deeply on his.

Jay felt as though he had been struck by lightning and stood in place blankly for a moment.

He clearly detested this she-devil, but why did he not feel nauseated at all when she kissed him with those disgusting purple-black lips?

On the contrary, he actually felt wonderful.

Perhaps his mysophobia had miraculously cured?

Angeline was terrified of staying after the kiss and dashed off with a guilty conscience.

"I'll come and visit you again tomorrow, Brother Ben." She waved at him with her back facing him.

Jay continued to stand there in a dumbfounded manner.

His slender fingers gently stroked the spot where she had kissed. Like a power source, microcurrents flowed incessantly to various parts of his body from that exact same spot.

His sexy and alluring Adam's apple rolled slightly. His throat felt so dry like it had been burned by flames.

He turned around and entered the house, then poured himself a large glass of water before downing it in a single gulp.

Even so, he still could not extinguish the fire that was burning in his body.

He took off his shirt irritably, wearing only a clean white T-shirt.

Tommy was hiding behind the door sneakily. He pushed the door and the door hinge made a creaking sound.

"Come in." Jay was furious.

Tommy stood far away from him. "I saw it, Ben. The president kissed you."

Jay did not listen to what he was saying at all, but instead, he stared at Tommy's swarthy hands. A perplexing glow emanated from his eyes.

He stared bitterly at Tommy. "Come here."

In order to verify whether his mysophobia had actually healed without him realizing it, Jay reached out and ordered Tommy. "Touch me for a bit."

Tommy found his request extremely odd. At the thought of his infectious disease, he was afraid to take any rash actions.

Jay reached out and patted the man's hand. Although it was only a very brief contact, there was no electric shock at all.

On the contrary, he felt sick to his stomach.

Therefore, his mysophobia had not healed at all.

Jay stared gloomily at Tommy. "How can I help you?"

"Can you lend me some money, Ben?" Tommy asked, sounding slightly embarrassed.

Jay asked coldly, "You're not afraid of my infectious disease anymore?"

Tommy said, "I've never once believed what Stan and the rest said, Ben. But as you know, I have to listen to them or they'll bully me."

Jay took out a wad of cash from his wallet and tossed it to him. "You don't have to pay it back."

Tommy left joyfully. "Thank you, Ben."

Jay tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Angeline's arrogant, despotic, domineering, ostentatious, naughty, and mischievous face would somehow take form in his mind.