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.

sarcastically," Stop praying. All you ever do is turn the prayer beads and don't even care about your son anymore. He keeps telling me that he wants to become an

you don't necessarily need him to carry on your ancestral line. Please be generous and spare my son. If he wants

"Are you taking revenge? You know better than anyone that no woman out there can replace you and that Cole is the only son I'll ever acknowledge. If you give him permission to become a n anchorite, I'm going to

all those honeyed words

Spencer's wife too, sharing the same status as

our bridal chamber, yet here you are still mad at

the beads in her hand

shimmering waters

my heart will never fade, Spencer. I will never forgive you

be

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Spencer uttered

Yorks looked at the polished prayer

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had not eaten all day and night. His bright and enchanting pupils seemed somewhat dull and listless at this