Sir Ares, Goodnight

Chapter 17

That year, she was ten years old.

She traveled with Grandpa from Swallow City to the Imperial Capital to visit his good friend, Dylan Ares.

Back then, Jay was already a famous and influential figure in Imperial Capital. He was the amazing, gorgeous, and world-renowned hacker.

When they first met, he dismissed her as just a distant cousin, an outsider. Afraid that the girl would bother him when he was studying, he dug out several boxes o f his old Legos, placed them down in front of her, and declared, "These toys should be able to last you for the day. I hope you won't bother me."

However, she finished in no time and when she rushed back to him with the fully assembled Legos, Jay gaped at her in shock. 'Could this little girl build Legos as fast as me?’

He could not prevent his eyes from glancing at the gifted little girl with pure and delicate looks. She looked like an otherworldly spirit with her pair of brimming autumn eyes that were as clear as the sea. She looked at Jay and pleaded piteously, "Big brother, can you play with me?"

Jay felt his affection for her double and gently patted her head. "What’s your name?" he asked.

He could not be blamed for not remembering his cousin's name. His uncle had many love affairs, both outside and during the Ares Family's many celebrations. The number of women brought over was uncountable. In turn, those women would often bring their illegitimate kids to show off.

However, to Jay's great surprise, he realized he had confused her for someone else when she told him, "My name is Angeline Severe."

For a long time, he was stunned. His beautiful, Greek sculpture-like face curved into a smile for no reason.

She was the granddaughter of Grandpa Severe from Swallow City who's come by for a visit!

"Big brother, you look really good when you're smiling," she remarked innocently.

Jay had already heard plenty about the ten-year-old girl from listening to the adults heaping praises on her. They always commended her great intelligence and how she would never lose out to a boy. However, Jay did not expect that the smart girl they talked about would look so gentle and cute.

"Will you marry me when you're older?" Jay felt that the words were blurted out of his mouth without him meaning to.

Unexpectedly, she nodded her head furiously.

Her love for him probably started at that moment.

Smash-

Her attention slipped for a moment and the bowl in her hand fell to the ground.

The loud noise yanked Rose back into reality. When she saw the pile of broken ceramic on the ground, she felt like weeping but she had no tears to cry.

"Ah-" she sighed dejectedly. The bowls in the Ares house were expensive.

Jay had the habit of impulsively buying household items. It was most curious that he would do something so trivial. He never cared about the designs or the practicality of the items. The only thing that mattered was that they were the most expensive that money could buy.

The reasoning suited Jay's bossy nature: you get what you pay for.

Moreover, with the father and son's bizarre OCD, they might just decide to dump the entire set of pottery after the breaking of that one piece.

Would Rose have to pay a huge compensation?

Jenson heard the blood-curdling scream from the kitchen and his curiosity prompted him to push open the kitchen door. When he saw the pink ceramic fragments on the ground, Jenson's handsome face was filled with panic.

"Jenson, it was an accident." Rose forced a dry smile.

Jenson rushed over frantically and reached for the broken pieces.

Afraid that the boy might cut his hands, Rose quickly

reached out to block him. "Jenson, don't pick it up-"

However, Jenson seemed to have lost his senses. He knocked Rose to the ground and Rose's hand accidentally pressed against the sharp edges of the broken ceramic; she found herself bleeding instantly.

Rose ignored her pain and looked at the deranged child in horror. The child's hysteria scarred her deeply.

Jenson did not feel the slightest bit of guilt or compassion for Rose's injury. All he cared about was t o pick up the broken pieces and take them out of the kitchen as soon as possible. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Still worried about Jenson, Rose immediately ran out after Jenson, not bothering to tend to her injury.

However, Jenson only felt loathing for her at that moment. He picked up the toy blocks on the table and flung them at Rose. "You’re a curse, go away."

When the toy blocks struck Rose, she felt so numb that she could not even cry.

Ignoring her, Jenson carefully placed the broken pieces on the table, grabbed a vial super glue, and carefully glued them together.

Even though the fragments were too fine to repair, Jenson still tried his best. In the end, he could not return to its original form.

Jenson started crying and Rose realized that the bowl might have had sentimental value to Jenson.

"Jenson, can I help you?" she asked tentatively.

"Go-" Jenson tossed the broken bowl in his hand onto the table and glared at Rose. "Go away!"

Rose trembled and her eyes were red. She could not even find it within herself to criticize Jenson for his rudeness.

She felt that if she did not abandon him five years ago, Jenson would not have ended up this way.

However, Rose underestimated Jenson's pettiness when it came to seeking revenge. Jenson seemed to have changed his mind as he abruptly said to her in a cold voice, "Okay. You can help me glue it back."

Rose was delighted to have been given a chance; she would do everything she could to improve Jenson's bad perception of her.

Rose walked over and sat next to Jenson. When she took the patchwork bowl from Jenson's hand, she realized that there was super glue leaking all over the sides. The moment she touched the

bowl, it was stuck to her hand.

Rose stared at Jenson in shock. "Help get this off me."

Jenson gritted his teeth and snarled, "This is the punishment you deserve."

Rose observed the seething hatred that should never belong in a kid’s eyes. Her tone became stern and she said, "Jenson, it’s just a bowl, you’re-"

"That's the bowl my mom used!" Jenson shouted hysterically.

Then, Jenson ran away.

Rose was dumbfounded!

Hot liquid seeped out of her eyes. Rose slid weakly to the ground. She held up her free hand and slapped herself fiercely.

She was the one who made Jenson what he was today.

'You reap what you sow!'

After crying for a while, she pulled herself together. After a long struggle, Rose managed to dissolve and remove the super glue.

When she looked at the poorly mended bowl, she found the special letter carved on the bottom of the bowl: a "C"!

Hot tears brimmed in Rose's eye. That was the same bowl she bought years ago and the C stood for "Care”. During their marriage, Jay was very alienated from her and showed her no love. She engraved the letter o n the bottom of the special bowl to remind herself how important he was to her.

It became her source of strength when she had to endure all his coldblooded abuse.

Little did she know, her son Jenson had turned it into his personal treasure.

Jenson had not seen his Mommy since he was a baby so he constantly longed for her. His desire was like a budding seed. As time passed, it germinated and

eventually grew into a towering tree.

He missed her so much it became a disease!

Tears hung on Rose's face, but her warm smile bloomed like a flower.

'It's okay, Jenson. Mommy’s back.'

Rose cleaned up the mess and went to Jenson's door. With her healing voice mixed with tears, she gently read some poems for children.

'From today onward, your Mommy's love is back.'