Sir Ares, Goodnight

"I want to see Grayson." Jay was not one to waste his energy on something so pointless. If his legs would not heal, then he would accept it as it is.

There were more important things to do at that moment.

The doctor relayed the president's message to Grayson, who quickly entered the hospital room in question.

"I want to be discharged."

Grayson's eyes widened at the president's request." Right now, Mr. President? The doctor says your legs still need to be treated. You're also due for a long period of physical therapy post-treatment."

Jay may be physically weak that moment, but the sharp glint in his eyes had not dulled at all as he fired a death glare at Grayson. "Why do you find the need to waste such priceless time on something that would potentially give no results?"

Grayson replied, "We've got to at least try, Mr.

President."

"Grayson!" Jay shouted fiercely, "Are you defying orders now?"

Grayson sighed in frustration. "No, Sir. That's not what

I meant."

"Then get to it."

"Of course, Mr. President."

Grayson turned to leave.

he was stopped

turned.

with a shamelessness that he did not know whether to love or hate. He opened his mouth with the idea to ask Grayson if she had returned but decided against it in the

"Nevermind."

indecisive. He left with a solemn expression. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and

light curtain of wetness

What was he expecting?

his life up at his

a selfish man

to expect anything when he was never with her at her darkest and never by her side when she

any more than

Grayson did not seek out the administrator for a discharge as

decided to seek Angeline for help. The woman had been waiting outside