Sir Ares, Goodnight

Whenever Angeline drew his portrait, it would look extremely lifelike.

In other people's eyes, Jay might be eminent and unapproachable-A horrific and devilish president. In Angeline's eyes, however, he was always just a big boy.

In her drawings, he was always wearing a youthful white t-shirt, a platinum necklace with a four-leaf clover lucky charm, and Nike shoes. His hair would flow in the breeze while his eyes were lucid-A big boy with a sunny disposition.

Jay held Angeline's last drawing and it dawned on him how precious this drawing was.

He regretted being weak back then, for not having the courage to face Angeline's death. How great would it be if he had seen these mementoes earlier and realized just how much Angeline relied on him. One would think that certain scars would scab and heal slowly if left untouched. What Jay did not expect, however, was that certain scars that were deliberately sealed in one's heart would only grow richer with time like fine old wine. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Take Angeline's death for example.

After sealing it in his heart for seven whole years, the very moment Jay saw the scene of her death, a burst of intense grief started flooding in.

the business world. He was all-powerful and fearless. Everyone thought that he would always be the crownless

sorry for him, who would cheer him up at the sight of a mere frown, and who would cry whenever she was

hated himself for

not get off work on time. In the afternoon, Rose went to the kindergarten to pick the children up, but the kindergarten teachers were acting slightly cold toward her. Jenson said to the teacher in a cool tone, "This is my

he said seemed to have struck like thunder, catching all the teachers in the class by

and hastily ended the conversation with another parent before turning to Rose in an overzealous manner, saying, "Ms. Loyle, Jenson is a very well behaved child who has superb learning skills and exceptional

this time, the homeroom teacher came over and darted the young teacher a sharp glance, saying, "Go o n. I'd like to have a word

teacher was gone, Robbie and Jenson immediately stood

her children, very much aware that her naughty children had caused

and occasionally, major troubles. Though thanks to his charming personality, the teachers in the past would simply turn a blind eye to his misdemeanor and ignore

Jay learned about this, would he blame her for not

gently, "Ms. Loyle,

Rose nodded silently.