Sir Ares, Goodnight

Like a beam of light, Jay had brought the light of dawn to Yorks Stronghold, but after dark, he retreated without a trace.

The once lively Yorks Stronghold had gone back to being silent and dull.

Grand Old Master Yorks swayed and staggered on the mountain path, recalling every moment he and Jay shared. The child was cunning and wise and knew how to make him smile. However, he could not enjoy such bliss and warmth anymore.

His heart was filled with regrets, but he had only himself to blame.

On the other hand, Chloe was crying in Jordan's arms. Up until now, she still could not wrap her head around it and kept on mumbling, "Why is Jay so cruel? How can he abandon his mother?" Jordan had always been accommodating to Chloe. Firstly because of love, and secondly because of guilt. Back then, the Areses had imprisoned Chloe in the underground palace, which was why she contracted a strange disease. She had muscle atrophy and lost her mobility, and because of this guilt, he chose to be kind

to Chloe blindly.

Now, however, after Chloe had hurt his precious son and separated him and his daughter-in-law, Jordan finally realized that his accommodating attitude had ended up indulging his wife's unreasonable behavior instead.

Jay. But you, not only did you not repent and admit your fault, you even aggravated the situation by

with despair, "You've set Angeline off completely. I'm really worried that she'll live her whole life with this hatred in her, and it'll be our son who will suffer

so much? How would I know that Angeline is so important to him? What's wrong with Jay? There are so many beautiful women in this world, why is he sticking to one woman only?" Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in

helplessly and sighed. "You still refuse

worthless to you, but to Jay,

rest of our lives to repent for our sins and ask Angeline for forgiveness. This is the

I miss

miss your father when he was the one who put us in such a miserable

once? Just because my father hurt you, you've chosen to loathe him your whole life. Similarly, we've hurt Angeline over and over

snorted, making

losing Angeline, I begin to sympathize with my dad. Death must have felt like a better option for