"What if I don't want to?" Rose glared at him with indifference.
His hand found her jet black hair, picking at every strand with focus as if treating it as a rare jewel.
Rose thought of the time that he pulled her hair and numbed her scalp. It made her nervous.
Jay gave her hair a slight tug and her hair grafts came off with ease.
Then, he was like a toddler, plucking her hair out one b y one.
Rose panicked because of the pain. "Sir Ares, these are expensive..."
Jay replied humorously, "Aren't you tired of putting on makeup every day while you’re with him?"
"I’m willing." Rose gave a clear answer.
"You like him that much?"
She became silent.
In her heart, he could fulfill her for two lifetimes over.
In the past, she was like a pug. As long as he smiled and waved at her, she would race over to him.
She had never thought that a woman's honor and life were far more valuable than love.
Thankfully, it was his apathy and the damage inflicted upon her that woke her up.
She wanted to become a new person.
"Hm?" He waited for a long while, and his throat voiced out a sound of dissatisfaction.
She glared at him angrily. "Whoever I like, it's none of your business."
"It's my son's business, so you tell me if this concerns
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me.
She turned glum.
When did this b*stard become this shameless?
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