Sir Ares, Goodnight

Realizing that his emotions were being dominated by the she-devil, Jay sat up in despair. After letting out a heavy sigh, he stood upside down in the corner. He had to force himself to calm down and find out why he was feeling what he felt for Angeline.

Though no matter how hard he tried to figure it out, he still did not know whether his feelings for Angeline were that of infatuation, reliance, or extreme hatred.

The next day, Jay made a firm decision by submitting a resignation letter to the head of the engineering department. He then moved out of the dormitory and rented a two-bedroom apartment in an insignificant housing estate in Imperial Capital.

He should probably bring Marilyn and their child over once he found a stable job.

At the same time, it would spare him from all the wild thoughts he had for Angeline.

When Angeline learned that Jay had left the construction site, she sat behind the desk in the president's office and sighed dejectedly.

"Sigh."

It was nothing but a kiss that she had forced on him.

Now he was acting all coy like a little girl and even resigned just to avoid her on purpose?

When she kissed him back then, his lips would curve up while his eyes and brows would lift up as he grinned from ear to ear.

"Sigh!"

Angeline sighed again!

across from Angeline. The folder in his hand was opened and placed upright on the table. Placed in it was a tiny book titled 'The Plum in the Golden Vase', and the illustrations on it were

Angeline sighing yet again, Zayne raised his eyes and looked

"He's avoiding

asked, "What on earth did you do to infuriate him?

"All I ever did

and domineering man like

bit more demure in front of him, Angeline?" His sister's boldness and manliness had shocked Zayne so badly that his

The blood of a ruler is flowing in his veins. Only he can control other people's destiny, not the other way around. Yet you actually forced a kiss on him, Angeline Severe? You... You have a death

in front of Zayne and smacked him with it. "You'd better talk

his guard, and his little storybook was

wind. Especially weak women who speak in crisp and coquettish voices. When facing women like that,

Capital bully, kick the ruffians in Swallow City, put up banners to search for common friends in martial arts' written on your

filled Angeline with

fell on the little storybook in front of Zayne. She then held The Plum in the Golden Vase in front of Zayne's eyes. "I think you're just a beast who thinks

you ever think of? What's wrong? Big Sis

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