Sir Ares, Goodnight

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Imperial Capital, Garden Of A Diary.

Angeline slowly awakened, but for some reason, her body felt soft-so soft as if she was floating and stepping on soft clouds. She felt completely weightless.

"What's wrong with me?" Angeline opened her hazy eyes, her gaze scanning the empty bedroom.

Her nose seemed to have vaguely picked up the smell of disinfectant.

Jay was holding a bowl of porridge. After carefully blowing on it, he held it to her mouth.

"Eat some porridge." His voice was hoarse, sounding a s though his words were coming from the vocal cords of someone who had cried till their voice was lost. It was also like a sudden voice coming from someone who had not been resting well and was somewhat distorted.

"What's wrong with me?" she asked.

Only after she spoke did she then realize that her voice was so weak. It was almost inaudible.

Jay approached her and fixed the mess of hair on her forehead. He said softly, "Eat something first. Only then you'll have the strength to speak."

She opened her mouth obediently.

by bit, tender and considerate, like how he had cared

holding back the tears and keeping

cry, just cry,"

I cry?"

the bowl of

She was too weak.

gone

recuperate for a

need to be deliberately indifferent toward her. After all, once she knew that he had taken away her baby, she would hate him. Their fate in

turned, looking

Nature called.

wanted to get up but realized

for help but

o speak up.

want to go to the toilet?"

Ares, can you get the nanny

said with a calm

Angeline,

the ceiling dumbly after she ended her