Sir Ares, Goodnight

The diary had thoroughly changed Angeline's perspective. It had turned Angeline from a weak patient into a strong wife. It changed her from being so aimless and passive into a strong female character who actively sought to survive and wanted to embrace the world.

Angeline cried for a long time before ultimately opening the bedroom door. Jay was still standing near it for God knew how long now.

When Angeline noticed his reddened eyes, it was evident that he had been crying earlier. Thinking about how he was a man who was barely afraid of death but was now deadly terrified of his wife getting sick and dying, Angeline felt that she was the luckiest person in the world. She slowly walked toward him and hugged his waist, inching deeper into his embrace.

"Darling," she called out emotionally. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Jay was stunned. Angeline had the habit of calling him Jaybie since they were young. Why did she suddenly change it?

Angeline raised her head. "I'll call you darling from now on."

Jay squinted his enchanting eyes. "As long as you like it."

Angeline asked him, "Don't you want to know the reason?"

Jay simply felt that 'darling' was a bit too common. It was not that worthy of Angelina's uniqueness.

and grandpa across the street call each other that,

epiphany. Was Angeline calling him that so they would end up like the old couple across the street? Was she also hoping that they would grow old

of their obstructions had been dredged, Jay hugged Angeline and

it when you call me that," said

hugged him and

"Mmm."

a storm; it came quietly and went

kiss, Jay sat on the sofa as he embraced Angeline. Then, he looked suspiciously at her with his charming eyes. "Why did you say I

had not realized that the granny

famous Mr.

then tracing his delicate eyebrows. "I often secretly think to myself, what will you look like when you're older?" Jay smiled. "I look like my

heart is slightly darker and more bitter. Your mother seems to care less about him and spends more

know that my dear Angeline will always be living inside my heart. That's

blinked her obsidian pupils. Her face was as smooth as jade, beautiful without any blemishes." Darling, if I'm

startled. What