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.

blurted out in astonishment, "Isn't this

to the pair of eyes on the portrait. Those were a pair

However...

on the

He felt a

portrait that he did not even notice the brimming jealousy and fear

to the ground and

flashed across Jay's pupils as he reached out to pull

glared furiously at Marilyn only to be pierced by her

the unrealistic illusions he was having had fallen into place. The fairy in the painting was not his wife, whereas the lonely and helpless woman standing in

and spoke with a hint of ingratiation, "That was my first

With tears streaming down her face, she said while choking with sobs, "I'm going to make

the child on the bed and went into the kitchen in

the couch in

of a sudden, his peaceful life seemed to have turned into a

pepper salad, a plate of fries, a plate of fried pierogi, and grilled

careless wife had never made it a point to

suddenly had a flashback of the time he ate with Angeline. She would constantly be aware