Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 450

"If your wife isn't home-loving, it may be that she's young and her childlike innocence likes to play.

Maybe her mind is not in this home. To be precise, she doesn't love you enough."

Jay asked, "Then, what should I do to make her like this home?"

"Women are actually very contentious. If you treat her well, she'll become proud as a result of being pampered. Appropriately giving her some sense of crisis can not only test her sincerity toward you but also make her reflect on her conduct and deeds so that she can become a qualified wife." 1

Jay listened very carefully.

In the evening, Rose dragged her exhausted body back to the Garden Of A Diary.

During the day, Josephine had taken her to Tourmaline Estate, but unfortunately, the gate of Fragrant Vessel Court was tightly locked and the surrounding defense measures were also sealed very tightly that even an ant might not be able to climb in.

They went in high spirits but returned in disappointment!

Rose pushed the door to enter and saw Jay having

dinner with a beautiful woman. There were candles, flowers, and pieces of steak on the table. The faces of the two people looked very soft under the candlelight.

They looked very happy!

Hearing the door open, Jay and the beautiful lady cast their gaze over together.

Rose froze at the door with an embarrassed expression on her face, "I... Did I disturb you?"

Jay dropped his knife and fork, but the beautiful lady blinked at him forcefully.

Hence, Jay picked up the knife and fork again...

Rose felt so awkward. Should she go in or out?

Finally, she remembered that she was the veritable Missus Ares, but she was being the well-mannered one by not embarrassing them by catching them in the act on the spot. Why should she be terrified?

As such, Rose changed into her slippers and went upstairs while pretending as if nothing had happened. She immediately locked herself in after entering the room.

Her bright face was suddenly sad and her mood had become worse for no apparent reason.

Furrowing his eyebrows, he started another unlocking method and opened the lock with his fingerprint.

He opened the door gently and at a glance, saw Rose lying on the bed with her face buried in the pillow.

Jay walked over, covered her with a quilt, and sat on the stool next to the bed.

He looked at her quietly.

Rose was crying with tears at the moment and did not dare to look up at him immediately. She just rubbed her face against the pillow, trying to wipe away the tears.

Then, she looked up at Jay. "Has your female companion left?"

The night light was dim, so Jay did not see a trace of her weeping.

Hearing her asking quietly about his 'female companion', his heart was faintly unhappy.

The counselor had told him that if his wife was not jealous, it meant that she did not love him at all.