Chapter 457


    Rose Manor.


    Jean cast the kept women into the world with nothing to their names by cruel means. This ignited


    the most intense quarrel between the father and son, James and Jean Ares.


    "Jean, how dare you disobey me?" James was so angry that he grabbed the wine cup and held it


    toward Jean.


    Jean stood there in a daze, letting his father vent.


    Seeing that the wine cup was about tond on Jean''s body, the thirddy, who loved her son dearly,


    rushed over immediately. The wine cup hit her forehead and all of a sudden, fresh blood flowed


    down.


    James had no mercy. He roared angrily at the mother and son, "Get the hell out of here!"


    Jean grabbed his mother''s hand and stared at his father with bloodshot eyes. Finally, he gritted his


    teeth and said bitterly, "Mom, did you hear that? Is Dad ordering us to leave?"


    The thirddy was clutching her forehead. The pain of the wound could notpensate for the pain


    in her heart. "James Ares, how could you be so ruthless to u s?"


    "Hmph.” James’ face was cold. "I’m ruthless? If you hadn''t begged me to marry you, I would''ve


    married the


    woman I love. You’re where you are because of your own sin."


    The thirddy was so angry that sheughed. "You could''ve chosen not to marry me back then.


    Wasn''t it because you saw my family’s great enterprise and thought that marrying me would be


    beneficial to your bright future? Now that the Ares family has be big in Jay''s hands while my


    family went downhill, you''re looking down on me more and more! In the end, you''re just an


    ungrateful man who would sell his soul for gain."


    As though he was jabbed in the ugliest part of his heart, James was so pissed that he rushed over


    menacingly and pped the thirddy''s face.


    Jean was stunned by this scene!


    Although he knew his parents had rtionship issues since he was young and that his dad liked to


    fool around outside, they had still forcibly maintained the image of mutual respect between husband


    and wife at home.


    It was the first time he witnessed domestic violence!


    Jean was about to have a breakdown. "Dad, what are you doing? Have you gone mad?"


    The thirddy cried horribly but alsoughed shrilly." Jean, it’s not the first time your father has


    beaten me. I just didn''t want to make you sad, so I didn’t tell you. Now that you''ve grown up, you


    can see your dad''s true colors."


    Jean''s angry eyes surged with hot blood. He suddenly trampled over his father''s heart furiously.


    "You hit Mom... You’re not a man!"


    The matter in Rose Manor soon spread to the Fragrant Vessel Court.


    Jay had embraced Rose to sleep. When he heard his underlingsing over to report, he felt


    upset. The expression on his handsome face was so sinister that i t was scary.


    He got up lightly, afraid of rming Rose, but he could not resist kissing Rose on her lips when he


    left.


    Rose was already highly vignt in front of him, so she had woken up easily. She opened her


    obsidian eyes quickly.


    "I''ll be right back." His smile was affectionate, and his voice was gentle.


    Rose said in a daze, "Go ande back quickly."


    Hearing her words, Jay''s eyes were as bright as the stars and moon. "Okay," he said.


    After Jay left, Rose received a text message from Josephine. "A God-sent chance, let’s go!"


    Rose''s drowsiness disappeared as she sat up quickly.


    She got dressed and hurried downstairs.


    When Jay came to Rose Manor, he saw blood trickling out of the thirddy''s forehead and his gaze


    was hazy.


    His handsome face was suddenly shrouded in ice. " Call the family doctor over and help Third Aunt


    upstairs to rest."


    However, the thirddy said in a fit of pique, "Jay, your third uncle wants to drive us out..."


    Jay nced quickly at James. "Third Uncle, you really don''t want to be with Third Aunt anymore?”


    James was silent.


    Although he really wanted to get a divorce, a divorce meant dividing the property. This was the part


    he feared most.


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    The thirddy’s thoughts were conventional, which was the thought that she had to be content with


    the man she married. She was the kind of woman who would never think of changing her present


    situation n o matter how hard her days were.