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Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 1011

Summary for Chapter 1011: Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)

Summary of Chapter 1011 from Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)

Chapter 1011 marks a crucial moment in Celia’s Romance novel, Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose). This chapter blends tension, emotion, and plot progression to deliver a memorable reading experience — one that keeps readers eagerly turning the page.

Seeing that he did not utter a single word even after she had reproached him for quite some time, Marilyn sat next to him and covered her face while weeping.

She then started another round of self-pitying. "Oh, what a miserable life this is! I thought I could count on you to live a slightly better life, but here you are, acting so cold-hearted and indifferent. I put all my heart and soul into treating you kindly, yet I still can't warm that heart of yours. We have been husband and wife for so many years, but you still refuse to sleep with me?"

Her cries made Jay extremely distraught. "Should we get a divorce, Marilyn?"

Marilyn's cries came to an abrupt stop.

She widened her large eyes, glaring at Jay in horror and disbelief. "I knew it. You’re seeing someone out there. That’s why you're all independent and ready to take off on your own, aren't you? You're trying to get rid of me so you can be with someone else, am I right?”

Jay explained with a weak voice. "No. I just don't want you to... go through all these hardships with me."

Marilyn cried herself hoarse. "I don't believe you.

You’re cheating on me. You think I don’t know that you've fallen in love with the woman in the portrait? They all say that you’ve turned into a rich woman's

sugar baby. Now that you’re rich, you're trying to dump your wife, am I right?"

When Tiger heard his mother crying, he was so terrified that he burst out crying as well.

Jay walked up to Tiger and picked him up. He consoled the child. "Good boy, don't cry."

Despite that, Tiger responded with hostility as he punched and kicked him. The boy then struggled to break free from his hold before running to Marilyn, hugging his mother and crying with her.

Jay looked helplessly at them. Using his own method t o resolve their family conflict, he said, "I will only say this once, Marilyn. No matter how down and out I become, I'll never depend on a woman for a living. If you don't believe it, so be it. We're husband and wife. The sense of trust between us isn't supposed to be so fragile. If you can’t tolerate my quirks, then I have no choice but to let you go. Of course, I’ll make sure to give you what you deserve."

Sitting on the couch, Marilyn held her son and wept." It's not that I don’t believe you, but ever since you had that accident, you've been keeping secrets. You don't tell me about the job you’re doing or how much money you’re making. I feel insecure because I can't feel your sincerity when I'm with you. Now you're even bringing up the subject of divorce... What do you expect me to think?”

A trace of doubt flashed in Jay’s eyes. "Was I not like this before I got into the accident?"

Marilyn replied, “Although you were also uncommunicative, you wouldn't treat me like a stranger, put on a frosty face, and not respond to me like what you're doing to me now. Do we even look like we’re husband and wife?"

Marilyn moved closer to him at this point and sat down next to him. "Let’s not separate tonight, okay, darling?"

Jay darted her a sidelong glance. His calm and relaxed heart was suddenly filled with fear and anxiety.

In the bathroom, Marilyn stood under the shower while wearing a ruminating look on her face.

She used a shower sponge to scrub her tender and white skin vigorously as if trying to rub off her old and shrivel skin so as to uncover the fresh new skin below.

She wanted her skin to be as pure and flawless as a newborn’s skin.

She was used to showering for half an hour, but at the thought of his mysophobia, Marilyn showered for an hour and a half instead.

When she came out of the bathroom, she walked up to him with a smile and asked softly, "Why do you only play this piece, darling?"

Jay replied, "I'm giving my employer’s daughter a lesson tomorrow."

Marilyn nodded as if she understood him. "You're not familiar with the piece? If that’s the case, you should practice it a few more times then."

Jay took the bank card from the piano board and handed it to Marilyn. "The employer paid me a year's salary in advance. Here, take it."

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