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.

Have you ever thought of my feelings when you sent her to her doom?" The corners

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

do you know just how biased, narrow, and selfish

nearly fell to the ground after taking hits upon hits of his accusations. Under

was packed in a metal box. Her muscles were so tense that she was unable to move. Jay's anguished voice continued

Rose was my

muscles tightened. She could

that very moment, terror

out there and that an

not be able to unravel the mysteries that happened to

hard while frantically trying to

surprised by

a little while the hostility in his voice diminished slightly. "Tell me then, where

when he