Sir Ares, Goodnight

Jay was forced to shift his gaze to the portrait...

Apart from her skillful brushwork, there was not one single merit in her portrait sketch. When viewed separately, the person's facial features were that of God's masterpiece, though when they were put together the result could be said to be that of a scene of a car accident.

This certainly did not reflect Angeline's standard.

Jay shook his head, pushing back all the complicated thoughts in his mind.

How absurd. How could a rough and shameless woman like Rose be the perfect and beautiful Angeline whom he had taught?

Even professional art students would feel a deep sense of shame when they laid eyes on Angeline's artwork.

Taking a second look at Rose's portrait now, it was as if she was trying to draw a flying eagle with its wings outstretched but ended up handing in a drawing of a chick pecking rice instead.

Jay figured that he must have hit his head or gone blind, or maybe he just missed Angeline too much. Maybe that was why he had such a bizarre and absurd illusion.

"Just go!" Jay's head was a mess. He needed to calm down.

Rose made a break for it as though she was given a general pardon.

of joy to Jay and said in high spirits, "Jay, your little munchkins

hand into Josephine's face and said, "If I'm not

to the ground angrily. "We're frenemies. When I had a crush on Zayne a few years back, she encouraged me to pursue Zayne but ended u p french kissing

her off straight away. "She sent Rose to Sean's room today. This is one

"Oh God. Rose wasn't

unhurried tone, "She has never

her extreme admiration for

the ground

Robbie's forehead. "Ugly people will do all kinds of weird things to get attention, that's why you must get yourself a beautiful girlfriend in the future, Robbie." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters

Josephine. "Don't be a bad influence on the

person in the portrait is ugly. I was

that this was a god-sent opportunity to sow dissension between both mother and son. Making no attempts to hide anything, he said, "Your

Robbie's glazed eyes widened as he cried out in disbelief, "Since when has Mommy started drawing so poorly? It's even

flashed across Jay's mind. He could not help but

is Mommy very good at drawing?" Jay grew

Robbie nodded and said with a proud look on his face,

no doubt a masterpiece. However, the 'chick pecking rice' portrait in his hand could not even qualify for an entry-level standard