Sir Ares, Goodnight

The man felt insulted. "Did you just call me useless?"

His eyes turned hostile.

Angeline nodded. "Aren't you?"

Her gaze met with his crowd of male servants. "You need so many servants to serve you. Isn't that useless of you?"

The man was shocked.

Angeline took the chickens, which had been prepared according to instructions, to the kitchen and added them to the pot before seasoning them with spices. Then, she went upstairs to tend to her wounds.

Although she had used her good arm to butcher the chickens, she had used her full-body strength to wield the knife. This had caused her wounds to open and bleed again.

Soon, the aroma of chicken soup spread through the house.

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such a beautiful woman would

Zimmer passed him a small bowl of soup. When he took an

feeling refreshed

chicken soup is really

intention to marry her." Not only is she pretty,

soup from Mrs. Zimmer's hands and walked

had just finished tending to

bloody cotton pads that

might contaminate his eyes and trigger his mysophobia, Angeline hurriedly swept the bloody cotton pads

her the chicken soup and pulled up a wooden stool to sit in front of her. Gently, he said, "You don't need to care about my

spat out her soup. "You don't need to

determined. "Since I've decided to marry you,

cry. "What

at her impishly mischievous expression. "I

can't walk away when they see me, and their eyes glitter whenever they look at me. When they talk to me, they keep stuttering because they're