Sir Ares, Goodnight

The dark clouds hovering over Jay dissipated.

It turned out that Angeline's recent physical discomfort was not a reaction to any poisoning, but it resulted from her relapsing anxiety disorder.

Although neither of them was the ending he wanted, in comparison, he felt that an anxiety disorder would perhaps not take Angeline's life. Hence, it was easier for him to accept it.

Jay looked at Monster profoundly. Since Monster had Boye's research results in his hands, he had to find ways to coax the materials over so that Angeline's incurable disease could be cured. "Tell me your conditions," Jay said faintly.

Monster outright refused him. "Do you think I'll let you have what you want? Jay Ares, I'm the only person in this world who wants you to live the most agonizingly painful life. Do you really think that I'll willingly provide you the medication that can cure Angeline?"

Jay was puzzled. "Why do you hate me so much?"

Monster's reddened pupils were immediately filled with flames of hatred. "I don't hate you. I hate your grandfather, and I hate your mother even more. But I know that they're both people who can't care less about life and death, so torturing them is useless. Moreover, the two of them have a common shortcoming, that is, they both love you to bits. So torturing you will, in turn, make them truly suffer as well." Jay closed his eyes. It turned out that all the suffering and hardship he endured were due to his grandfather and mother.

his mother flowed inside his body, he had nothing to say in return when asked to repay their debts.

loved him. The person he felt most guilty and sorry for in his life was

let Angeline go,"

and dying together? Only if Angeline lives in hell can you end up in hell as well. I'm not stupid. I'll never let her live in this lifetime," Monster retorted

was even more terrifying than a demon itself. "If you

invincible Jay getting frustrated and angry, he seemed to have a taste of the joys of revenge. He started laughing wildly. "Haha, I'm already a

cold glare, as if countless sharp arrows were about to shoot toward

afraid of suffering when it comes to physical pain,

thing in this world that I

sat up straight. His profound

Monster's smile froze slightly.

a daughter." He suddenly roared like

his lips. "Why