Sir Ares, Goodnight

Jay's hands that were placed on the keyboard froze for a moment. A touch of affection surged in his eyes, and ultimately, it transformed into a warm smile that was plastered across his face. 'Holding each other's hands and staying with each other till death do us apart?' That was what he desired.

He was so moved by Angeline's confession that he actually had the urge to put everything aside and accept her confession.

However, his strong willpower restrained his impulse.

With amnesia, his life was incomplete. He did not know who he was before he lost his memory, but if he had a wife and children, how could he accept Angeline's love so rashly?

Seeing that Jay did not give her any response, Zayne said to Angelina with a look of disgust, "I told you, the things you learn from a book are only going to sound pleasant but they're not necessarily useful." Angeline dropped her head in frustration and left.

When she returned to the president's office, Mimi poked her head in with a suspicious look on her face." Ms. Severe, the security downstairs gave me a call. They said that Marilyn is holding a baby downstairs and is asking to see you. Should we let her in?"

Angeline narrowed her clear and beautiful eyes. "What is she doing here?"

Zayne replied, "What else? She's here for her man."

Angeline smacked the table furiously and sprung up from her seat. "Take her to the president's office. Don't let her see Ben."

and sighed. "Women have the most vicious hearts, don't they? Jay and Marilyn have been husband and wife for several years now. If you interfere

she raised her fist to punch

that, her fist remained suspended

brat hasn't beaten

to say things to infuriate her further. "You're a president with a trillion-dollar net worth and she's just a penniless pauper. If you steal her man, the public will only sympathize with the weak. When that happens, others will say that you're

into

said did make

brought Marilyn into

president's office with glistening eyes. When

"Marilyn-"

Zayne called out her

hard that he could not stop

blankly before

her with a cold expression." What are you doing

timidly, "I'm here to see my