Sir Ares, Goodnight

Especially when she saw the china blown to smithereens on the ground, she confirmed her thoughts.

Angeline walked over slowly and put the bag on the table, she then cautiously walked over to the bed.

"Mr. President, did you not sleep well last night?" she asked softly.

The look in Jay's eyes could freeze a bull to death, they flickered over to her.

He would want to see how she would treat that 'past tense' which was him after she met up with another man.

He said nothing, so Angeline assumed that he said yes.

So she coaxed him patiently, "Why not you sleep for some more, and I'll sing you a lullaby-"

The look on Jay's face did not change one bit.

Angeline then said, "So you don't like lullabies, then I'll tell you a story?"

Jay spoke

by her

and murmured, "So

"Then why did you not

more, "Shouldn't I be

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when Angeline was about to explain herself, Jay cut her off harshly, "You don't need to explain. It does not matter anymore. Pack your things and leave Tourmaline Estate right now." Angeline was struck with

grabbed Jay's hand in vain and sobbed, "Darling, are you

snapped his hand

away. You are not welcome

understand now, no matter if

heart erupted because of her. He roared at her." What right do you have

looked at Jaybie's contorted face and

room next door, packed up, and left

at that moment he felt like he was punched square in the face, every single doggedness that he had within him exploded like an overinflated ball, drifting