Sir Ares, Goodnight

The exact same eyebrows.

The exact same tenderness.

The exact same beautiful eyes and the same radiant smile!

The exact same youth and liveliness-so beautiful that it was impossible to be absorbed all at once!

She looked just like a sculpture that had frozen in time!

He needed to admit that such an exquisite beauty had taken his breath away.

For some reason, he felt really happy when he saw this woman's face. It was as if the scorching sun had melted the winter's ice and snow.

Jay stood there in a daze.

As a wise and careful man, he surmised that the reason he was able to draw Angeline's bare face out of thin air was that she existed in his memory.

Marilyn entered the room with the Tiger in her arms. When she noticed Jay staring blankly at a portrait, she walked over curiously.

she blurted out in astonishment, "Isn't this the blind woman

of eyes on the portrait. Those were a pair of extraordinary and lively eyes, fascinating anyone with their brilliant glow and vibrant

However...

the portrait

brows. He felt a pang in

that he did not even notice the brimming jealousy

a sudden, she knocked the easel over to the ground and yelled at

look and hidden fury flashed across Jay's pupils as

only to be pierced by her wounded

all the unrealistic illusions he was having had fallen into place. The fairy in the painting was not his wife,

a hint of ingratiation, "That

did not believe him. With tears streaming down her face, she said while choking with sobs, "I'm going to

on the bed and went into the kitchen in silence to make dinner for

on the couch

a sudden, his peaceful life seemed to have turned

bowl of chili roasted pepper salad, a plate of fries,

had never made it

flashback of the time he ate with