Sir Ares, Goodnight

Beep, beep.

Hearing the busy signal sounding from the phone, Jay weakly put the phone receiver down.

Angeline sat in the car, drenched in tears.

She always yearned to go back to him, but her current physical appearance had made her give up the desire for a better life.

Jay's eyes were red, and tears started rolling down uncontrollably. Even when Angeline was in a dire state, she refused to accept his help. Was she utterly desperate to part ways with him? Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He went to the psychology department and looked for Angeline's attending doctor.

With a heavy heart, he told him about Angeline's current situation and ultimately asked sorrowfully," I'm merely curious why she has become so much thinner?"

The doctor's expression became extremely solemn. After giving it a thought, he cautiously told Jay, "I didn't see the patient, Mr. Ares. So my diagnosis may be rather partial. However, based on your description, I'm sure that the madam's condition has gotten more severe. Moreover, it's no longer purely anxiety

disorder. I'm afraid she might be suffering from depression now."

uttered something crueler, "I'm now more worried that when the patient is emotionally unstable, she

the abyss of a valley, and at this moment,

family member, what's there

her. If seeing a certain person will trigger something inside of her, then never allow her to see that person. The best way would be to send her to the hospital for standardized treatment. If

before

Angeline was suffering from depression, he would feel restless every second she was not with him. When Angeline returned to their rental room, Mrs. Yorks and Shirley saw her

a few days in the

Since the baby

"What's wrong, Angeline?"

to the sofa and hugged the pillow. She stammeringly said, "I saw Jaybie. He went to Imperial Capital Hotel and was pushing Chloe out in her wheelchair. The mother and son were happily walking and

skin and bones, her pupils appeared wider and darker. She drooped her eyelashes and said in a lonesome manner, "It turns out when I'm not by

not

Yorks understood her all too well because there was a point in her life when she had wandered in such a state of anxiety. Little by little, she harbored deep hatred toward Yorks

walking

Yorks was extremely worried about Angeline because she was unsure whether Angeline, who was now suffering from anxiety and depression, could continue to bear so much