Sir Ares, Goodnight

As the layers of bandages were peeled away, Rose's eyes that had not seen sunlight for some time were greeted with a strong ray of it. Rose felt amazingly stunned when she saw that familiar face in the mirror.

She was as beautiful as a fairy that came to the human world and attracted attention. She was elegant, yet there was a hint of playfulness in her. Peter was stunned as well. "I thought you'd at most be a beautiful sculpture. I didn't expect that you'd bring life to this face."

Rose smiled beautifully. 'Of course. This is my face to begin with.'

"Thank you, Peter! I love it very much!"

Peter spoke from the depths of his heart, "Rose, you're truly the most beautiful being on this earth."

Rose's expression stiffened. She turned around and corrected Peter solemnly. "Peter, Rose Loyle is dead. Call me Angeline Severe from now on."

Peter crossed his arms over his chest and nodded understanding^. "Understood!"

Many girls would change their names after undergoing cosmetic surgery. They would want to have a more befitting name.

Clearly, he had misunderstood Angeline.

at her reflection in the mirror. After eight years, her soul and

was the original Angeline

run over to Jay at

her was her understanding of his temper. After she had left him without bidding goodbye, it was going to be hard

"My beautiful and elegant Miss Severe, the scars of your surgery are still visible and need

the snow

leaned by the window, watching

made her recall the time many years ago when she and Jay had snuck into the underground

yet the words they spewed at each other were like they were arguing with their enemies.

in his life. Later, they injected him with a drug that could cause selective amnesia. As for her, she thought she had escaped danger, but little did she

secret inside Tourmaline Estate was like a ticking time bomb. She was worried that if Jay found out the truth about his birth, he would lose his will and zest to

burn the whole Ares family apart. Would her Jaybie, the epicenter of this dark secret, survive

lookout for news about Imperial Capital, but no news reached her. She believed that perhaps no news meant

her mood today was extraordinarily disturbed and agitated. She had to do