Sir Ares, Goodnight

He pushed Zayne away and bolted upstairs straight away as if he was entering his own house.

Zayne tried to stop him, but Lady Severe shook her head at Zayne and said, "Let him go. Your sister is lovesick and needs to be treated with love. He's your sister's antidote." Zayne stamped his feet with anger. "Antidote? More like a poison to me."

Upstairs.

Jay came to Angeline's bedroom and pushed open the bedroom door in trepidation.

Angeline was curled up on the bed, her dark and shiny hair messily draped over her pale white face. It made her face look much thinner and paler.

Her eyes were wide open, revealing her beautiful black -glazed pupils. Her deep-set eyes made her look extremely haggard, and her gaze was slack yet gloomy.

After entering the room, Jay closed the door behind him gently.

He dragged his lead-filled feet toward the bed.

Then, he knelt on the ground gently, leaned forward, and rested his body on the bed as he gazed at

Tears welled

he had loved

but one, and that was to make a lot of money

the person who had hurt her most deeply in

black hair before eventually resting them on her fair

sensed his

Jaybie will take you home,

was considered to have given him a

you'll have the strength to scold me and

as the warm spring breeze that blew straight into Angeline's heart, warming her heart

did not want to become a burden to him. Her body had let her down, and just like that, she was no longer able to take care of herself anymore. At this moment, Angeline was wrapped in a blanket of inferiority. Her future

noticed that her lips were still moist. He drew out his hand that

his hand with a tinge of shamelessness. She did not want him

felt the greatest sense of security when he

Jay was slightly stunned...