Sir Ares, Goodnight

Chapter 168

"Who's playing hard to get? You're the one who's been taking the initiative, no?" Rose was angry.

"Is that so? What about six years ago? Who took the initiative to climb into my bed?" Jay's enchanting voice blew on her face with his hot and humid breathing, making her inexplicably uneasy.

"I was young and foolish. I was blind. My heart was covered with lard, and there was something wrong with me. That's why I made that mistake. If I could go back in time, I wouldn't have made that choice. I would have taken a detour the minute I saw you..." Rose said incoherently.

There was frost in Jay's eyes. He straightened his tall, straight body and looked at Rose in contempt." Remember what you said today, and you better not have any funny ideas about me. Otherwise, I'll make you suffer."

Rose drooped her head and murmured, "You're not making me feel any better now."

"It'll be worse than it is now." Rose shuddered at Jay's evil voice, which sounded like the devil's death incantation. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

Rose grabbed her bag and tried to run away, but Jay suddenly said, "Dance with me. It's Josephine's birthday wish."

Rose's feet froze in the air, and after a while, she put them back on the ground.

"Waltz with me, and you won't have to pay rent for three months," Jay said.

Rose gasped and muttered, "Do you think you're so great with some stinky money?"

Jay looked at her, his eyes freezing cold. "What did you say?" 1

He usually had a straight face when he was not angry, but he was actually angry now. It was worse than the devil. Rose got frightened. "I'll dance, but I don't want t o dance the waltz."

Why the waltz?

Did dancing the waltz bring up her sad memories?

"Josephine specifically asked for this dance."

Rose heaved a heavy sigh. Since it was the birthday girl's wish, then she would just dance for her sake.

The music on the dance floor now turned into a nostalgic tango. Jay and Rose stood where they were, waiting for the waltz.

"Sir Ares, have you ever danced the waltz before?" The silence was so awkward that Rose plucked up the courage to chat with him.

However, she already knew the answer.

Jay said, "Yes!"

"With whom? With the girl you like?" Rose asked, her heart pounding.

She regretted this. Why did she ask that question? She knew he did not like her, but did she have to hear it from him before giving up?

Jay stared at her speechlessly. "One more word from you, believe it or not, I'll have your mouth sewn up! You're so noisy!"

Rose was rendered speechless.

Could he believe she would not dance with him? Why was he so arrogant when he was the one asking for a favor?

Rose could only rage in her heart and keep quiet.

The tango ended and the waltz began to play.

Jay reached out his hand to Rose, who instinctively recoiled... Jay glared at her, and she gave him her hand.

She was just afraid he would despise her... Why did everything she do seem to be wrong?