Grand Old Master Ares' smile froze in the corner of his eyes. "You no longer hesitate to quarrel with your grandfather because of her. It's as if you’re infatuated and blinded by love. Should I still let you marry her?"
Jay replied to him emotionally, "Grandfather, it's not that I'm crazily in love. I'm merely unable to repay her for all the kindness and favor she has given me."
Grand Old Master Ares frowned with a sense of doubt. Were they talking about the same heroine?
"With a snap of a finger, there are plenty of women in Imperial Capital who'll be kind to you," Grand Old Master Ares said somewhat disdainfully.
Jay shook his head. "No. There's no one else like her who’ll love me as vast as the ocean."
Grand Old Master Ares was even more confused. He could recall that Jay had mentioned this sentence before, but the person he was talking about at that time was not Rose. "Is she better than your Angelina?"
When he brought up Angelina, Jay's face was filled with a joyous smile.
Grand Old Master Ares could still feel Jay’s passionate love for Angelina. Hence, he was slightly puzzled." Since Angelina still lingers in your heart, how can you show affection to another woman?"
Jay suddenly held Grand Old Master Ares' hand with excitement. "Grandfather, it’s precisely because I love Angeline that I want to treat Rose well."
Grand Old Master Ares was getting more and more confused. "What logic is that?"
Jay’s eyes shone brighter than thousands of stars when he said, "Grandfather, Rose Loyle is my Angeline."
Grand Old Master Ares was so stunned by the news that he sank heavily into the sofa.
"What did you say?"
Jay continued, "I know how freakishly outrageous this must sound for anyone. But Grandfather, this is the absolute truth."
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