Sir Ares, Goodnight

Garden Of A Diary.

Jay watched the moving company move out his belongings with an indifferent expression as he sat in the middle of the living room.

The employees of the moving company would occasionally come over to clarify with him when they encountered some things that they did not understand. "President Ares, do the daily necessities need to be moved out as well?"

"Do the indoor flower pots need to be moved?"

Jay said, "Move everything that belongs to me out of this house."

He wanted to leave the Garden Of A Diary to Angelina. Since Angelina hated him so much, if she saw his stuff, she would... Jay shook his head and smiled bitterly. He did not dare to think about the hateful expression on Angeline's face.

Once Garden Of A Diary had become empty, it was as if no one had ever lived here.

Any traces of Jay were obliterated.

Only then did the moving company drag the few carts of furniture to Tourmaline Estate.

Jay's Rolls-Royce appeared at the gates of Tourmaline Estate an hour later.

and his usually unchanging face even as when Mount Everest collapsed, crumbled into pieces of

he was a child and no one could

that he could no longer change Jay's

of Fragrant Vessel Court, Jay stood tremblingly. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the

wanting to support him, but

Ares, your legs are still

face revealed a stubborn expression. That was the strongest thought of the king who would conquer

to stand." The numbness and weakness of his legs as well as the sharp pain from the base

at President Ares. In this short lifetime, he had learned a lot of things from

example, one needed to protect one's

Another example, forbearance.

down to any evil

walked toward every

good memories

was sitting there, of her look when she gently disinfected

voice had penetrated his tympanic

is already a shackle and a cage that suffocates people, why not just let go

yelled at her, "Rose Foyle, put