Chapter 18

In the evening, Jay returned. Rose sat on the sofa with her swollen face and greenish nose while she held a book of poems in her hands. There was thick gauze wrapped around her right hand. She stared bitterly at Jay. "It seems you've given it a lot of thought when you asked me to clean the pottery in the bottom cabinets," Rose said accusingly. Jay casually walked over to her, took off the well-cut handmade blazer, removed his black tie, and gazed at the tiny woman on the sofa. "What's with that look? Are you trying to blackmail me for money?" The sexy and charming lips just had to spew unpleasant words again. Rose's complexion was very pale. It seemed like a little knock would easily bruise her. With Jenson having pulled away from her with such intensity in addition to him hurling toy blocks at her face, one could only imagine how embarrassed she was right now. Rose stood up immediately, raised her chin, and looked at Jay. She flipped her middle finger, and growled, "Sir Ares, i