Sir Ares, Goodnight

Angeline's stubborn streak peaked out. "Since we can't proceed with any discharges now, Mr. President, how about you stay for another day-" "Get out!" Furious, Jay's tone shook the ground.

Angeline immediately surrendered. "Okay, okay. Don't get angry, negative emotions are bad for recovery. I'll get out. I'll get out right now."

Then, she ran out without lingering for an extra moment.

In her panic, she had forgotten to shut the door properly behind her.

Jay's eyes sparkled.

From the door drifted in the whispered conversation between Grayson and Angeline.

"How's the president, Missus?" Grayson asked nervously.

"I'm not too sure. He's angry, but that's probably because I didn't approve of his discharge," Angeline answered confusedly.

Then she added, not convinced by her own explanation, "Unless it's menopause?"

Grayson's lips twitched as he reminded. "The president's at the prime of his time, Missus!

Menopause is ages away."

Grayson asked carefully, "Did the president recognize you, Missus?" Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Find

how deeply he loved Angeline, Grayson felt there was no way he would

the missus, then it would explain his

the door, her heart still shaking

rage at me like that if he had recognized me? Don't people say 'distance makes the heart grow fonder'? Shouldn't he be elated instead?" Grayson

you message him or tell him you were safe. Do you know how worried about you the president was?" Angeline replied weakly, "It's not like I didn't want to message or tell

not even she herself

he

even his tear

sighed. "You're being too impulsive, Missus. You have to be more careful and straighten out your explanation for leaving without a goodbye the next time

of complete understanding. "Don't worry, I'll come up with a better explanation

Grayson was speechless."..."

up with'? Grayson shook

the only person on earth who would dare to feed his boss with

in persuading the president to change his mind, Grayson had no other