Sir Ares, Goodnight

All of a sudden, he felt like he was drowning in sorrow. His once imperfect family had vanished like soap bubbles.

He was now experiencing something worse than poverty and imperfections-having nothing at all.

He truly did not have anything left, both material and spiritual.

He suddenly felt dizzy.

While waiting for the elevator, Marilyn caught up to Jay and held his hand shamelessly while begging him. "Please don't ignore me, darling. I really love you."

Jay sneered, "If you love me, why are you having an affair with another man then?"

Marilyn complained tearfully. "He forced me to do it. I didn't want to."

Jay's eyes were bloodshot. "Do you take me for a fool?"

At the sight of his fierce and ruthless expression, Marilyn was so terrified that she did not know what to do.

When the elevator door opened, Jay and Marilyn walked out one after another.

they got home, Angeline paled

veins. She rushed up to Jay anxiously and asked with

and saw her beautiful glassy black pupils looking more lucid and gentler than a mountain spring. She was probably the only one

another man in her

despair. "I'm fine. Send them all

uneasy. She then ordered the rest, "Let's

everyone had left the rental house, Angeline could hear the

her that Jay and Marilyn were having

bring herself to just stand by and watch without doing anything when it

however, Grayson

on the other end of the call was saying,

up the phone, Grayson said to Angelina, "The Ghost

gaze across the tightly-shut security door, seemingly realizing the close connection between

of the French windows with his entire body engulfed in

for affairs outside of marriage." His frosty voice sounded ruthlessly and firmly,

to the

found herself