Sir Ares, Goodnight

Carson pulled Zayne away and reasoned with him. "Young Master is more heartbroken than anyone to hear about Ms. Severe's death."

Now that Angeline was gone, Cole's soul seemed to have left with her as well.

In Cole's case, nothing was more lamentable than a dead heart!

It had never occurred to Spencer that he would make things worse. Initially, he thought that once Angeline and Cole had slept together, Angeline would then give in and stay with Cole willingly.

What he did not foresee was her strong will to die in glory than to live in dishonor.

Angeline's character resembled Cole's mother very much.

Upset and troubled, Spencer came to a small chapel with a gloomy look on his face.

His first wife, Crystal Sullivan, was dressed in a khaki habit. She was sitting cross-legged on a mat and praying piously with her eyes closed.

Spencer walked over and sat down across from her, staring gloomily at his wife.

said sarcastically," Stop praying. All you ever do is turn the

neither supercilious nor obsequious voice was heard. "You have so many sons, so you don't necessarily need him to carry on your ancestral line. Please be generous and spare my son. If he

replace you and that Cole is the only son I'll ever acknowledge. If you give him permission to become a n anchorite,

coldly. "Oh Spencer, you can save all those honeyed words for Rudy. Anchoresses

sharing the same status as

burned down our bridal chamber, yet here you are still mad at me. It has been more than a decade now. The

the beads in

eyes slowly. There were shimmering waters in her eyes, and aggression was concealed behind

will never forgive you for

furious. "Don't be rude to Rudy,

you doing at my

Spencer uttered exasperatedly

at the polished

48 Stronghold. Woodshed.

all day and night. His bright and enchanting pupils seemed somewhat