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 up in his

girl he had loved since

in life but one, and that was to make a

he ended up being the person who had hurt her most

black hair before eventually resting

sensed his touch,

take you

eyelashes slightly lowered. She was considered to

was wrong, Angeline. You must get well soon so that you'll have the strength to scold me and beat

sounded as gentle as the warm spring breeze that blew

him at all. She 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

moist. He drew out his hand that was wrapped in her black hair and was about to get

took him by surprise when she suddenly grabbed his hand with a tinge of shamelessness. She did not want him to

she felt the greatest sense of security when he was

Jay was slightly stunned...