Sir Ares, Goodnight

Angeline replied smoothly, "Weren't you the one who wanted me to leave?"

Jay refuted roughly, "If you want to leave, then get to it. You're an eyesore!"

He felt himself go mad. Just because he had told her to, she would obediently follow his words? Then why had she not listened so obediently when he begged her to stay and to never leave him alone? What a difficult person to live with.

Forcing her to stay by him would only worsen his already horrible mood.

Angeline felt the corners of her eyes sour. She suddenly flopped into the chair next to the bed.

She did not want to leave at all.

To convince the president to change his mind, Angeline decided to show her special skill. "I can't leave yet, Mr. President. The situation at home isn't very good. My husband's sick and it costs a lot to pay for his medication and his care worker. Not to mention the kids... I still have to pay their school fees too. My family will be done for if you fire me."

Every smidge of despair within Jay vanished at her plea to stay.

frost in his eyes began to thaw as

husband?" he could not

from the ever-so reticent Jay. Stunned,

glance, Angeline had an idea. "My husband can't get it up. You know

because his legs were crippled did not mean he was crippled between them

understand the 'wane and wax' of

had no idea how much self-restraint it cost him to see

only slipped

needs to know that I won't ever

out an arm. "Help

and supported him by

you'd like to

were still evident around the corners of her twinkling eyes, looking especially

She was absolutely delectable!

know