Sir Ares, Goodnight

Jay had no idea how he got back to Garden Of A Diary. Although he desired to run away from this suffocating place, he still found himself back here for some reason. No matter how incompetent his wife was, he knew it in his subconscious mind that he still cared and loved her, wanting nothing to happen to her.

Like a calling, love brought him back to Angeline. Despite that, he put on a confrontational expression on his face once again.

When he opened the door of the villa, he saw Angeline sitting quietly on the couch. As their gazes met, his eyes were filled with a trace of anger, and she, a touch of guilt. He walked up to her, holding his white blouse in his hand that was now stained with crimson blood. He looked down at her from above.

Angeline was forced to raise her head to look at his face. His mesmerizing face was shrouded in anger.

Angeline's countenance dimmed as she asked, "You went to the Ares family?"

Jay was slightly taken aback before a self-deprecating sneer emerged on his dashing face. Like a fool having

a pipe dream, he often had excessive expectations in hoping that she was not involved in any of those schemes and ploys.

Nevertheless, when he saw the knowing look on her face, he knew that not all of his mother's accusations were groundless.

corners

lost all control and snarled. "Don't use all those high-sounding words with me. How

into roars. "Angeline, do you know just how

his accusations. Under her sleeves, her hands that had finally calmed down started shaking violently

Her muscles were so tense that she

was my

muscles tightened. She could no longer

moment, terror had seized

would get confused by the labyrinth of rumors out there and that an atheist like him would

he would not be able to unravel the mysteries that happened to her and would only misunderstand her even

hard while frantically

surprised

in his voice diminished slightly. "Tell me then,

tears when he mentioned their