All Chapters of Sir Ares, Goodnight!: Chapter 381 - Chapter 390

Rose pouted her lips. He did not have to rub it in. She knew today was the day she had to give her body to him.“Our agreement starts from the moment you’re by my side. It’ll end exactly 72 hours after that,” Jay said and reminded.Rose raised her eyebrows. The agreement was that specific?He was a capitalist. She did not have enough experience in that field compared to him.Rose forced out a laugh. “Don’t worry Sir Ares. I pride myself on being honest in doing business. I won’t try to steal even a second away from you.”“That’s good to hear. Now open the door!”Right at that moment, there was a knock on the door.Rose sat on the bed, prepared for the worst. She was nervously looking at the door.She realized she was helpless in that situation. As such, she decided to submit to fate and go open the door.Today, Jay had abandoned his normal suit and jacket. Instead, he opted to wear a green T-shirt, a casual and short jacket, and a skull necklace…Rose thought the necklace loo

Jay felt wronged as well. He had finally gotten the woman he yearned so long for back to Tourmaline Estate. Perhaps he had indeed been a tad overexcited. Gently, Jay helped her into her clothes. The fire within Rose quelled at the action. However, a beeping sound came from her body right after she was clothed. Finding the offending device at the end of her sleeves, Rose stared questionably at Jay. “What’s this?” “A timer! It records how long you’ve been with me.” It was no ordinary timer, for it came with a special sensor. Its counterpart on Jay was in a diamond wristwatch. The closer the timer to Jay, the faster the hand ticked by. The further she was from him, the slower time would pass. Having found out its mechanics, Rose stared despondently at him. “So, what’s the effective distance for the timer to work?” “50!” Jay exclaimed. Rose was displeased. “50 meters? Isn’t that too short?” Jay corrected her and said, “50 centimeters.” Rose wanted to leave! “Why

It was at that moment Rose understood why cultured rogues were harder to deal with than uncultured ones! … After lunch, Jay suggested that they go golfing. Rose gladly agreed, for she did not know if he would revert to his monstrous ways if she declined. Tourmaline’s golf course was quite a few times larger than ordinary ones. Greenery filled the large landscape. John Ares was currently participating in some rather indecent sports activity with a young lady on the court at that moment. “Don’t look.” Jay lifted a hand to shield Rose’s eyes. “Why not?” She promptly pulled his hand down. “It’s free action in high definition. It’ll be a waste not to watch.” The two heard Rose’s wonderful commentary just as they began to get heated on the grassland. As if they had just been doused with ice water, the duo immediately pulled on their clothes. John Ares looked like he was just forced to eat poop. “Can’t you tell that I’m busy, Jay Ares? Leave us alone!” John looked desponde

Unable to hold them back in the end, Rose’s tears fell freely like rain through a torn canopy. It wet the pillow beneath. Could she still believe in him? Her gaze was empty as the void. Finally, she set her eyes on the white marbled tiles and the carved mahogany handrails. The handrail led to the quiet floor upstairs, where it was abnormally dark. “A crazy woman is hiding in Daddy’s bed!” Jenson’s shaky voice suddenly echoed in Rose’s head. Unable to sleep, Rose got up and dressed herself. Then, she tiptoed up the stairs. Jenson was not the only one panicking about the secret behind the attic, for it agitated her as well. Who was the woman in the attic? … As the Fragrant Vessel Court was built following the characteristics of classical overlapping architectures, its rooms were built intricately and were naturally dim. Pushing open the door in front of the handrail, Rose entered the room and closed the door behind her. She found herself in a small living room

Despite having never paid attention to his own looks, praise from this woman somehow turned his negative mood around. Rose murmured under her breath, “Don’t you know? The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence.” Jay shot her a death glare. “What other men do you want?” Rose shut her mouth and shook her head. Moving his arm from her shoulder to her waist, Jay squeezed her tightly against himself to the point where Rose felt as if the air from her abdomen to her lungs had been squeezed out. For a split moment, she felt suffocated. “Since you’ve slept with me once, Rose, you’ve signed yourself off to a lifetime of sleeping with me. You’re well aware of me being a clean freak, yes? I’ll throw you into the furnace should you have the slightest thought toward another man.” Rose nodded and bowed in a puppy-like manner. “There’s not a second of which I don’t remind myself that I’m yours, Sir Ares.” “Good.” Then, he said, “Grandfather wants me to entertain the gu