Sir Ares, Goodnight

Jenson came downstairs and conveyed his mother's instructions to Zayne and the rest. "Her Highness wants all of you to go upstairs and have a meal together." Zayne and the others were startled for a moment, then burst out laughing.

Zayne teased, saying, "Your dad has succeeded in spoiling Angeline into a queen who gets whatever she wants whenever she wants it. I wonder if he'll regret it in the future?" Jenson replied, "My daddy enjoys it tremendously."

Josephine walked up to Zayne and pinched his ears, saying with indignance, "Just look at how my brother spoils Angeline, Zayne. You should learn from him."

Zayne grimaced in pain and said, "Ouch. Your brother is spoiling his wife without limits. Something is bound to happen sooner or later."

Josephine was speechless.

Soon, everyone gathered in Jay and Angeline's room. Each of them was assigned a duty. Joy filled the air.

Shirley and Baby Zetty were bustling about in the kitchen, whereas Josephine took on the role of their assistant.

Carrying the majestic aura of a queen, Angeline brought out a colorful sky lantern and ordered while raising her chin, "Jaybie, you're in charge of the sky lantern. Zayne, you'll prepare the ink, Jens, you'll help me with wielding the brush."

Trying to laze off, Zayne said, "You know how weak I a m, Angeline. I can't do physical work like that. You should ask your Jaybie who has well-developed limbs to do it instead."

dashing face

to say that he had a moronic

what my Angeline tells you to.

dropped. "Your wife's surname is Severe and she's from the

she takes my last name, understood?" Jay

of reason. "That's the evil old feudal practices. If a woman takes on their husband's last name, that's like treating women as an object. Evil feudal practices like that have long

trap. "If the wife takes on a husband's

take care of her. Zayne Severe, you refuse to have your wife take your surname because you're trying

equal. They're independent bodies. No one

Jay suddenly fell silent.

Zayne wants the two of you to be independent bodies." Josephine walked out holding a spatula, questioning him furiously, "You want us to be independent bodies, Zayne? Fine, starting today, we'll be in charge of our own bank cards, we'll sleep on separate beds...' Zayne was nonchalant when he heard the first

when he heard the second half of

That's not what I

then, what do you mean by independent

I will take on your last name, okay? From now on, you will protect me, respect me, love me, and take care of me,

stomped her feet