Sir Ares, Goodnight

Sis Shirley was first taken aback, then she let out a slight smile.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Yorks. I don't have any hopes of marrying him. I'm only staying in Mount Pearl because I want the child to stay closer to him and form a bond with him. I'll leave when he finds a marriage partner. I promise to never ruin his happiness."

Angeline added frankly, "Your worries are completely unnecessary, Eldest Aunt. Sis Shirley is the Severe family's most beloved daughter. We'll never allow her to stoop to marrying a man who doesn't even love her o r let her step into a family that won't accept her."

Mrs. Yorks looked at Angeline. She was uncompromising when it came to love, and that prideful demeanor of hers did resemble her in some ways. She, however, was lucky to have met Jay who was willing to give in to her and indulge her. That was why she could live like a queen.

Unfortunately for her, she met Spencer. Spencer did not allow her to get jealous of his mistresses nor hurt them. Without Spencer there to safeguard and protect her, her love was nothing but a flash in the pan. "It's normal for women to suffer, Angeline." Mrs. Yorks

laughed. "Your parents-in-law will refuse to see you, your husband will be fickle, and there will be differences in opinions regarding how you should raise your children... How can things go the way you want them to all the time?"

Angeline was dumbfounded...

You'll experience one form of suffering or another eventually, so we as humans need to prioritize making ourselves happy

let out a slight smile. "It's rare to see someone like you develop such understanding at such a young age. What you said makes a lot

You must've been heartbroken when Uncle Spencer did that to you. But Eldest Aunt, are you going to keep hiding in the ancestral hall for the rest of your life and isolate yourself from him completely? Don't you think you're

on marrying Spencer. I've fallen out with them.

eyes even turning pink. "Eldest Aunt..." She stretched out her hand and held Mrs.

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will support you regardless.

meditation, Mrs. Yorks

lake of her heart, forming ripples on the surface. It was even more so like a clear spring being poured into a desert, refreshing her decaying

was time

"Thank you, Angeline."

Bang!

sounded as though mountains had collapsed and the ground was