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?"

Severe." Jay

time he called her by her

widened her eyes, and murmured, "So you recognized me from

she lamented, "Then why did

voice was cold once more, "Shouldn't I be asking you

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It does not matter anymore. Pack your things and leave Tourmaline Estate

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

snapped his hand

You are

no matter if I'm Rose or Angeline, you don't

at her brimming with tears, and the fury in his heart erupted because of her. He roared at her." What right do you have to talk about

at Jaybie's contorted face and felt worse

shuffled to the room next door, packed up,

was punched square in the face, every single doggedness that he had within him exploded like an overinflated ball, drifting in the air. A fear suddenly budded from