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."

the missus' puzzled expression, Grayson asked carefully, "Did the president recognize you, Missus?" Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and

president's eyes were and how deeply he loved

the missus, then it

the door, her heart still shaking from residual fear. "I don't

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

were safe. Do you know how worried about you the president was?"

its risks. How could she contact him when not even she herself knew

room, Jay's fists clenched tightly as he heard her reply. His

even his tear ducts a bright

be more careful and straighten out your explanation for leaving without a goodbye the next time you see the president, or his raging flames won't

worry, I'll come up with

Grayson was speechless."..."

Grayson shook his head

who would dare

in persuading the president to change his mind, Grayson had