Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 174

Rose's thoughts were muddled. She could not think calmly and rationally when she was in front of Sir Ares. She began speaking incoherently, "Her face, her nose, and her mouth are bigger than yours, Sir Ares..." Jay’s face was as big as the size of a palm, like a masterpiece carved out by the heavens. It was certainly not an existence that was superfluous.

Unable to stand it any longer, Jay sprung up from the chair, beckoning to Rose by hooking his fingers.

Rose shuffled over in a daze. Jay suddenly pinched her mouth shut with his pliers-like hands as his other hand grabbed the rubber tape next to him. He sealed her mouth completely.

"Since you lack the ability to express yourself, you should probably use your hands instead!" he exclaimed in a domineering, ruthless, and cruel manner.

“Mm... Mmm..." Rose glared at Jay as she cursed him incoherently, "Jay, you b*stard, you sc*mbag..."

Jay returned to his chair, his furrowed brows smoothing out. He took out a piece of paper and a pen from a drawer. He handed them over to Rose. "Draw her."

Rose shook her head vigorously. This was clearly something that she could explain in just a few words.

Why did he ask her to draw instead?

Drawing was too much trouble, was it not?

Besides, he was the one who taught her how to draw. She would give herself away if she drew in front of him, no?

Jay looked condescendingly at Rose and ordered," Hurry up and draw, Rose. Don't waste my time."

Rose tried her best to speak clearly, "I have poor drawing skills."

Jay gazed at her. "Is it worse than your ability to express?"

Rose picked up the pen suddenly and began drawing o n the white A4 paper.

She was still able to conceal her brushwork at first, but slowly, as she gradually entered a more enjoyable state, she began exposing her habits instinctively.

For example, when she took intermittent pauses, she would wrap the pen in her fist out of instinctive habit. Even though she was only randomly scribbling, her brushwork revealed how adept she was at drawing.

All of a sudden, he grabbed hold of Rose's wrist as though he had gone berserk... Rose cried out, "What are you trying to do, Sir Ares?"

He did not understand what she was saying, so he had no choice but to tear off the tape from her mouth. He tried to be gentle but was too emotional that he still ended up hurting her in the end.

Rose was in so much pain that she covered her mouth and began hopping around. "Ah, it hurts so bad!"

Jay watched as she hopped about while covering her mouth, looking very much like the time she lost her head out of fear when he caught her eating instant noodles in secret... At that very moment, his mind stopped working entirely.

She looked like her—very much like her! 1

Rose suddenly turned her head back to see Jay staring at her with an exceedingly unusual gaze. She stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Jay’s eyes. "What's the matter, Sir Ares? Do you recognize the woman I drew?"

Jay held her wrist and stared fixedly into her eyes.

"Sir Ares..." Rose raised her portrait and handed it to Jay.