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.

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

her neither supercilious nor obsequious voice was heard. "You have so many sons, so you don't necessarily need him to carry on your ancestral

Cole is the only son I'll

Yorks chuckled coldly. "Oh Spencer, you can save all those honeyed words for

wife too, sharing the same status

me for marrying Rudy, aren't you? I didn't even blame you when you burned down our bridal chamber, yet here you

mention of Rudy's name, the

were shimmering waters in her eyes, and aggression

heart will never fade, Spencer. I will never forgive you for betraying me, let alone that contemptible mistress of

furious. "Don't be

you should go to her. What are you doing at my place?"

Spencer uttered exasperatedly and

the polished prayer beads

48 Stronghold. Woodshed.

day and night. His bright and enchanting pupils seemed somewhat