Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 993

Perhaps he was trying to completely eliminate any possibility of committing a mistake, so Jay brought Marilyn and Tiger over to Imperial Capital the next day itself.

The family of three lived in a tiny apartment.

The apartment was different from the single-bedroom courtyard house they used to live in. Back then, he shared a room with Tempest instead of with Marilyn. Even so, things still went well.

Right now, Jay and Marilyn would meet each other often. Even though they were husband and wife, Jay still found himself suppressing and holding back.

Marilyn thought otherwise.

She treated him as her man. After taking a shower, she wore a thin slip dress and embraced him from behind, acting coquettishly. "Darling, you haven't slept with me for so long. Tempest was there last time, so we couldn't do it because you had to take care of him. But now..."

Jay frowned when he smelled rosemary mixed with the natural odor of fisher girls from her damp hair.

He tried his best to hold in the discomfort in his stomach and reminded himself that he was Marilyn's husband. Therefore, he had the obligation to fulfill his duties as a husband.

"Mm." He nodded with a frown.

Marilyn reached out and unbuttoned his shirt. When her slightly rough hands rubbed his delicate skin, Jay could not help it anymore.

He pushed her away and ran to the bathroom, vomiting to his heart's content.

Marilyn stood at the bathroom door, sighing. "What kind of strange disease do you actually have?"

After a long time, Jay tottered out of the bathroom and slumped on the couch. "I'm sorry, Marilyn. Please give me a bit more time."

Marilyn nodded. "Mm."

She had no other choice but to wait.

The couple did not say anything else.

At night, Marilyn carried her quilt and went to her son's room.

A trace of guilt emerged on Jay's charming face.

Marilyn treated him well, and he did hope to live with her in complete harmony and felicity as husband and wife, but he just could not understand why he felt uncomfortable all over the moment Marilyn came close to him.

He stood up abruptly and walked slowly to the next door. He tried to use his willpower to overcome his quirks, but as soon as he reached Marilyn's door, he relented.

He returned to his room in silence.

My world would collapse without you!

Angeline was soaking in the bathtub, and Jay's heartless words echoed in her mind.

"Since we're star-crossed lovers, Ms. Severe, we should learn to accept our fate.

"I have a good wife at home, and I won't do anything to hurt her. You're not wrong to fall for me, Ms. Severe, but you're wrong when you fail to control your emotions and allow it to develop."

It felt like someone had ruthlessly poked the bubble of hope in Angeline's heart. Then, her world began to snow.

Tears rolled down her face. It was only when she noticed that her vision had become a little blurry did she realize that her intermittent vision loss had recurred. Terrified to go on venting out her emotions, Angeline raised her head to fight back her tears.

She quickly climbed out of the bathtub, her long and wet curly hair stuck to her back. Her bare face that carried no trace of makeup looked as fresh as a freshly peeled egg.

The mixture of innocence and glamor on her sorrowful face made her look more enticing.

Every time she lost her vision, Angeline would call

Josephine for help.

With her blurred and double vision, she attempted to call Josephine but accidentally pressed the name beneath it-Jay Ares.

Jay frowned when he saw Angelina's phone number.

He picked up the call reluctantly, his voice filled with impatience. "May I help you, Ms. Severe?"

Angelina heard the voice that she had been longing to hear all day and night. In her memory, this voice was always gentle and filled with pampering, yet all of a sudden, it sounded so alienated and impatient. Angelina's tears streamed down her face.

Her throat moved several times, but she bit back and swallowed her words.

Jay was startled. "Are you crying?"