Sir Ares, Goodnight

Mrs. Yorks looked extremely desolated. "Angeline, there's only one thing I ask of you. If I leave, I want you to scatter my ashes in a river. Famous rivers or mountains are fine, just don't place me in the Yorks'

land. I don't want to have anything to do with the Yorks."

Angeline let out a grievous cry. "Don't say things like that, Aunt Crystal. You'll be okay. You'll get better soon."

Angeline's cries drew Jay and Spencer's attention. When they entered the room, Angeline threw herself into Jay's arms and cried her heart out.

"Aunt Crystal is..."

Spencer staggered when he heard how Angeline was addressing Mrs. Yorks.

Spencer was a big old man, and in his opinion, now that Sandra had died, their once beautiful memories and grievances were also gone with the wind.

Spencer knew from the way Angeline addressed Mrs. Yorks as Aunt Crystal that the woman was mad at him again.

Spencer sighed and said sorrowfully, "Darling, Sandra i s dead. Why are you fussing over things with a dead

person?"

closed her eyes and made

so she was not in the mood to talk. Now, he realized that Mrs. Yorks was mad at

"What did I do

wearily, "You

she was against Spencer. Just like that, Spencer

me for giving Sandra a grand burial ceremony? Or are you blaming me for recording Sandra in our genealogical record? Or perhaps... you're blaming me

that she's dead, she'll turn into a lonely

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if you can't bear having her turn into a lonely soul, let me take her place

to scream at his face. She wanted to ask

Yorks merely let

was dumbfounded

his life peacefully and thought that he could grow old with her,

that they would not argue anymore now that they were old and that he was just destined