Sir Ares, Goodnight

Angeline packed up the documents on the desk, then held the folder with her left hand and walked toward the door. Jay's wheelchair was blocking the door.

His eyes never moved away from her figure while Angeline remained indifferent. "Please move," she said to Jay politely.

Jay looked at her directly. His dark eyes were filled with intense unwillingness.

How did Angeline and he get to this point?

They were worse than strangers.

His gaze then fell on her bandaged arm, and no emotions could be heard in his tone of voice when he asked, "Is your arm okay?"

Angeline smiled calmly and said softly, "Thank you for your concern, Sir Ares. It's not a big problem for me."

She was calling him 'Sir Ares' again.

She called him that way when their relationship was a t its worst.

was stern and cold, but she was not as calm as she

his haircut, he had a fresher

black hair fit well with his palm-sized face. It made his star and moon-like eyes look like a

speaking. He was like a dazzling luminous figure that made it impossible

electrifying

kept telling herself that the handsome guy was toxic and

innocent side when she was with him before, but that day, she became very mature and calm. She was like a child who

we always be this way?" he finally asked quietly after not being

and smiled self-deprecatingly. "Forgive me, Sir Ares. I was ignorant before and bothered you too much. I shouldn't have taken advantage of your kindness. Don't worry, I won't

Jay's heart was aching.

through the narrow slit sideways. She did not want to

closed his eyes and sighed. That girl

badly by him.

up to

turned the wheelchair around, and immediately