Sir Ares, Goodnight

Angeline just picked up the phone and the soft voice of a man came from the other end of the line. "Darling, guess who I am?"

"Damn, I would recognize you even if you were reduced to ash. Peter. It's you!" Angeline remembered Mr. Peter's voice very vividly because it was he who accompanied her through her dark times. "Then do you know where I am right now?" Peter's voice was laced with dissatisfaction.

Angeline was his client, but she ran off before the healing stage was complete. Just so that Angelina's face would not collapse and fall apart later on, Peter came all the way to Imperial City to continue his service to her.

Angeline already sensed what he was getting at, she said with surprise, "You're in Imperial City?"

"Pinnacle Hotel, get your *ss here right now," said Peter.

Angeline looked at the maelstrom that was going on outside, "Can we make it tomorrow?"

Peter was agitated, "I came from so far away just to see you and now you're making demands? I only have six hours, it's all up to you." *Slam*

He slammed down on the phone with much fury.

Angeline made a face at the phone and muttered," Since you came all the way to see me, I'll give you some face."

opened up the wardrobe and began picking her

had a cold

her out this late into the night and

outside could not stop her

joy, picking at her clothes with much attention, a sudden anxiety overcame

clothes and walked out of the room. It was just a jumper skirt with a sweater over it. In Jay's eyes, however, that white skirt

wheelchair with so much force like he was gripping at

and asked tenderly, "Mr. President, I'll help you onto the

had that aura of coldness lingering about him, he looked at her with

Angeline nodded, "Mm."

a word without any description that

him such a simple answer made him feel

he said calmly, "I'm

lifted him onto the bed. Every time she did that, she was very careful and mindful about it. It was as if he was an expensive vase and

Angeline shuddered.