Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 1075

Angeline said, "You don't get to decide whether this is worth it or not. I alone have the final say."

Jay nodded. "Do whatever you want."

He then turned around and walked away like a breeze.

Angeline was dumbfounded...

'Do whatever you want'? What was that supposed to mean?

Was... Was he implying that she could pursue him?

"Yay!" Angeline cheered.

When Jay came home after work, Marilyn was sitting quietly on the couch. The moment she saw Jay, there were mixed emotions in Marilyn's eyes. It was a mixture of anticipation, reluctance, and unwillingness.

"You're still here?"

Marilyn felt as though she was struck by lightning.

"Ms. Severe told you everything?" she asked in a trembling voice.

Jay nodded.

He then ignored her and walked straight to his room.

Marilyn bit her lip secretly. Angeline was right. He

seemed to hate her very much.

Despite that, Marilyn refused to believe that this was the same Ben who used to be so gentle and tender to her back in the fishing village.

She got up from the couch and walked toward Jay.

"I'm leaving, Ben. Don't you have anything to say to m e?"

Jay looked a little startled.

Initially, he wanted to tell Marilyn that he would recompense her for saving him.

However, Angeline had already said these words and did these things for him, and more so, better than him. Hence, there was no need for him to go through the trouble of doing it all over again.

"I finally know why I'm so disgusted whenever I see you. That’s because we were never husband and wife t o start with."

His words hit Marilyn so hard that they sent her crashing to the ground.

Despite that, she continued to ask, unwilling to give u p, "Ben, can you tell me if you've ever liked me in the past three years-even just a little bit?"

"No," Jay replied resolutely, "I have no feelings for you at all. If there's any at all, then it will only be hatred."

"Looks like I was just being delusional." Marilyn's tears rolled down her cheeks.

She clambered to her feet awkwardly and walked into her and Tiger's bedroom desolately, packing her luggage tearfully.

Jay was sitting by the piano when she left with Tiger dragging her luggage behind her.

Marilyn kept looking back, yet what she saw was only Jay's cold and calm expression. He looked neither happy nor sad about her departure.

Dread and desolation filled Marilyn’s heart.

Was it true that... what he had left for her was only hatred?